A few weeks ago our family was driving home from sacrament meeting. Being the financial clerk, I had stayed after church to finish the tithing deposit. My family waited for me, and by the time we left, we were all very hungry. I suggested we stop at a new take-out restaurant and buy some food to take home. My wife agreed, and I made a sharp turn toward the restaurant. Then, in the rearview mirror, I noticed our daughter C. J. sitting with her arms folded and a frown on her face. She reminded me sternly that it was the Sabbath and that we should keep it holy. “There is plenty of food at home for us to make something to eat,” she said. With that, I made another sharp turn toward home. We are grateful that our daughter reminds us to keep the Sabbath day holy.