Clyde and I have new stake callings @ church. To be honest, I cannot remember the official job title. However, it is kinda like activity specialists for the youth. Ok- it is that, not like that. Our first duty was to handle the decorations for the tri-stake New Year's Eve Eve dance that went down last night. After 3 nights of decorating, it looked like this...
First of all, I cannot believe that we are days away from Christmas. The past two weeks have been very busy here at the brown house. (Pictures will soon follow, to prove the busy-ness.)
We actually bought a real Christmas tree this year. The last real tree we had was our first Christmas as a married couple, back in 1996. Clyde has a thing about real trees and cutting them down, because the tree dies. My theory is that they were planted to die. They also remind me of growing up and the smell of Christmas was the tree's scent in the air. I was more than thrilled when Clyde suggested that we get a live tree this year. It has been so incredibly busy that, we still haven't decorated our tree. We have a beautifully naked tree up in our livining room, as Jacob calls it. I am hoping to get our tree clothed this week.
Recently, we had our 6mo. dental check-ups for the 3 youngest wardlings. 2 of the 3 had to come back. One of the 3 had to have 3 visits worth of dental work done.
This is Penny after her 3rd visit. The day of the cleaning, her spacer was loose and so they took it off and with it, came a filling, so her filling was repaired that day. They decided to leave the spacer off for a few days. Then a couple of days later, a crown was placed over one of her top molars. Today, she had a filling, two baby root canals, 2 crowns, and they placed the spacer back in. She was less than happy about it. A few of the Wardlings, Penny being one of them, have soft, soft teeth. no matter how much we brush or floss, they still get cavities. All I have to say is, thank goodness for dental insurance!!
Our ward's primary program @ church was in October. (This is a program but on by children in our sacrament meeting at church.) I have always looked forward to the program because there is always that child who is picking their nose, or is singing above all others, or breathes heavily into the microphone. I love it! This was Josh's last Primary program. (He ages out of Primary next year.) For his very last primary program ever, he was assigned one sentence. This made him a bit upset. Josh reads on a 9th grade reading level. Josh is an A Honor Roll student. Josh was been reading books like Charlie Bone that are 700+ pages for several years now and he is given one line? I hate to complain, but really? one sentence?? There were 4 year olds that were assigned a paragraph length part, that they could barely repeat it with an adult telling it to them and Josh gets one line? (Ok- it didn't only bother Josh.) I have written a primary program before, lead music in many and I know what kind of time and prep goes into creating one. Most of that time is spent thinking about the individual child, their ability, and their willingness to say a part. Plus- having it be in their own words help out. So, the more we spoke about the program and the more we practiced parts, the more upset he (and we) became. Josh decided that he had more to say. Clyde and I spoke to him about the program and Clyde asked him what he wanted to say, especially since he had the floor and the microphone. We came up with something like:
"I was originally only assigned one line in the Primary Program. Since this is my last Primary program before going into young men's, I felt I had more to say. I thought about reading the entire book of Mosiah and then giving a lesson about it, which I could easily do, but I figured that would take too much time. So before I leave Primary, I'd just like to thank my teachers and before Sis. E, opens the trap door underneath my feet, I'll now read my assigned line..."I know that Heavenly Father hears and answers my prayers."
That was the nice version. We did have a snippier version but since it was from the pulpit, we figured that that was best. Josh was a bit nervous about saying his 'new' part. Clyde and I didn't know if he would go through with it. Once he stepped up to the podium and he stuck his hand in his jacket pocket to pull out his paper, we were all smiles! I am very proud of Joshua! You rock!!
