After I gave my talk I ended up feeling sooo hungry, but wrestling with our primary kids was even more fun! We only had 2, but they made the worst pair! During sharing time, one would turn around to look at this kid behind him (who was no help in this situation) while the other poked him in the eye...one got chosen as a helper to sing a song and then randomly flopped on the floor like a fish...he would shout things while it was reverent time..ah!
Then our lesson was on forgiveness and how Jesus forgave those who put him on the cross. They are typical 6-year-old boys and ALWAYS relate everything to superman, batman, etc and how you should chop the bad guys' heads off, punch them in the face, or whatever. When we asked "Would Jesus fight bad guys?" this kid answers, "No, because he didn't have swords or guns." Like it was common sense. We tried so hard not to laugh! It makes so much sense, but so not the right answer. I just wonder what they say to their parents when they ask what they learned in primary. haha.
I just wanted to go home, get into my PJ's and have a quiet dinner, but we signed up to have the missionaries over! Michael dropped me off while he when with the missionaries to an appointment. I open our door to find a complete mess! I am rushing all over to take things up stairs, empty the dishwasher to just load it again, and cleaning off the table. As I was putting dishes away I see Michael's car coming through the gate! They weren't supposed to be here for another hour!
Anywho, I was in quite the rush to get dinner even started, but it ended up being good and Michael even found out he and one of the missionaries are 2nd cousins once removed (Michael's Dad's cousin is the Elder's grandpa). Crazy.
At the end of the day, this is how I felt.



