The picture has correlates to a story from last Sunday...Albert was doing a leson on symbols (he is our one and only ward Gospel Doctrine teacher), so he was looking for somethings to use as props. He asked if he could borrow some of the crocheted ornaments I have been making. I promptly accused him of turning into a girl (well Relief Societ Sister to be more preciese), to which he chuckled and nodded a brief ascent. Well you can imagine my horror when he told the ward of my teasing. Oy! Well he did get his revenge by calling them doileys. The men all laughed and a few of the ladies sniffed with disdain. A lady a few seats ahead of me proclaimed in a huffy tone "well whoever made them did a good job." It was a small victory for me. Thanks sista!
Anywho, the story from this week is a munchkin one. Al was teaching in SS then he spoke in Sacrament. This meant I had Andi all three hours and both girls durring Sacrament....alone!
After an exhausting meeting I was plucking myself (and all of the accompanying regurgitated snack food) from the pew when several of the folks from the pew walked past and conveyed their condolences, er respect, or something. One sister said she would no longer congradulate people on having daughters because of their ease, as my children had every bit as much energy as her boys ever had. It may be funny, but it was such a nice compliment! It's so easy to feel like your kids are nuts and you should just resign yourself to anarchy, but knowing that others understand makes it so much easier. Now, don't get me wrong, my kids are great. Tenna is so polite and well behaved for a two year old, but she really is so energetic (even the nursery leaders comment on this phenomenon of good behavior and energy). I know these will be fantastic memories, but man, I think I may need an epi pen (for me) and tranquilizers (for the girls) to get through church if they ever make Albert speak again!
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