Primary.
If I claimed that I desperately missed being Primary president, I'd be fibbing. But I'd also be telling a white lie if I said I wasn't a bit sad to go.
Today was the Primary program (when the children 3-11 all sing and speak in church) and it was delightful to just be a mom. It was my oldest son's first program and I was tickled to sit with the congregation and be incredibly proud of my baby instead of crouching on the stand holding a flip-chart with who's-up-next pictures and basically missing the event due to extreme stress.
Since the two things that I am going to miss most are 1. the hilarious things the kids tell me each Sunday and 2. coming home from church with a stack of gifted artwork, it's appropriate that the children said their goodbyes through sweet drawings. They didn't disappoint in the comedy department. I simply must share a few (with my last name blacked-out).
Most were sweet and darling like this...
I loved this beauty. Check out the first full sentence.
If it doesn't work out, we'll just call the gypsies.
I'm assuming the following note was in reference to child-birth?
And finally. Unsigned...
Good thing I've got a house full of children of my own to tell me sweet things, make me laugh, and even occasionally call me a cow.
And good thing I've got a cute baby to bring to each Sunday to attract all the children I so dearly love for short visits after church.
Today was the Primary program (when the children 3-11 all sing and speak in church) and it was delightful to just be a mom. It was my oldest son's first program and I was tickled to sit with the congregation and be incredibly proud of my baby instead of crouching on the stand holding a flip-chart with who's-up-next pictures and basically missing the event due to extreme stress.
Since the two things that I am going to miss most are 1. the hilarious things the kids tell me each Sunday and 2. coming home from church with a stack of gifted artwork, it's appropriate that the children said their goodbyes through sweet drawings. They didn't disappoint in the comedy department. I simply must share a few (with my last name blacked-out).
Most were sweet and darling like this...
I loved this beauty. Check out the first full sentence.
If it doesn't work out, we'll just call the gypsies.
I'm assuming the following note was in reference to child-birth?
And finally. Unsigned...
Good thing I've got a house full of children of my own to tell me sweet things, make me laugh, and even occasionally call me a cow.
And good thing I've got a cute baby to bring to each Sunday to attract all the children I so dearly love for short visits after church.
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I love your Henry's. It said "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" with a bunch of balloons. And I'll have to look through and see if I can find Jenna's. :)