For a while there our household was pretty contentious--there was a lot of blame and shame over the withholding of "the book" and the hiding of "the book," not to mention the seeking and the sneaking of "the book." Suspicion hung heavy in the air for days on end.
Is it bad to say that I lubbed it?
What if I said I LUBBED it, lubbed IT, LUBBED IT!?
My boys have bickered over many things, but never over a book, so BRING IT ON, boys!
It almost makes me giddy just thinking that my boys are bickering over books!!! And to think that they are going to bed late and to school late . . . all because of "the book." Last night we couldn't even get them to kneel for family prayer because they weren't quite finished with their page.
I told them to just keep on a readin'. Reading trumps prayer any ole' day. As does writing . . .
HEY!! Who just zapped me with that bolt of lightening?
Okay, so last night was New Beginnings. If you've ever served in Young Women's you know that New Beginnings can be a headache because it's your job to convince each teenage girl in your ward that the Personal Progress Program is just secret code for "Princess Academy."
But truthfully, New Beginnings ain't half bad when you're serving in the Sponge Bob ward. Guess which episode we filmed last night?
The one where the Bishop makes up his own acronym during his closing remarks:
Vertically that spells F.R.O.G.
It stands to reason that the Bishop of the Sponge Bob ward would go out and buy a bazillion little green plastic frogs and give them out to all the young women to help them remember who they are and what they stand for.
Can you make the fairy tale connection?
We've grooming a room full of princesses and the Bishop is handing them their frogs.
How. Cute. Is. That?
I lub Disney endings.
Hey, before I sign out, thank you for helping me with Project Dummy yesterdee. It really is a project and I have a hard time finishing projects, but you guys seriously made me feel like the little engine that could.
"I think I can. I think I can."
The only downside to Project Dummy was that ya'll made me smile, which gave my hub the wrong impression when I crawled into bed.
Thank goodness I had a New Beginnings headache.