Sunday Adventures

As everyone I'm sure already knows, Aaron volunteered us to teach primary. We have the 3, 4, and 5 year olds, and it's been pretty interesting the past 2 weeks! The first week we taught, they gave us the wrong book, the book for the 8-11 year olds. Well, we have most of our kids straight from nursery, so it's our job to train them the right way to act in church. Since they were so unaccustomed to real primary classes, and it was my first sunday there, Aaron so graciously volunteered to teach, from the wrong book. I thought that would be a good idea, and that I would just sit quitely to the side, observing. YEAH RIGHT!!!! These kids are out of control!!! The lesson was on Lehi, and prophets, and the pictures we were supposed to show the kids, I didn't even know who it was! Aaron asked "who is this picture of?" and the kids were all silent (for the first time that day, might I mention) and so I thought I would help. I chimed in "Moroni!".....it wasn't Moroni though......now it was time to improvise. I got the kids' attention by telling a story about how Lehi traveled across the desert on...and I quote...."stinky camels"....Well, the kids just ate this up! So Aaron went to the library and got some paper, and everyone got to draw their very own "stinky camel". One of the girls was walking with her mom to the next primary class, (her mom is the primary president) and showed her the picture of the "stinky camel"....her mom just looked at me questioningly, and I just shrugged and walked very quickly away!!! It wasn't until later, when I was talking to my mom on the phone that we realized we had the wrong book, so I emailed the president and got everything figured out. PHEW! So this week, I decided that I get to teach the lesson!!! I was all prepared, had printed out both last weeks, and this weeks lesson from online, had pictures all ready for them to color, and everything. AND, when we went shopping, I got a HUGE box of fruit snacks. Like 80 packs of the little suckers. So before leaving for church, I stuffed my purse full of them. The first thing I did when I walked in the room was throw my bag on the table (no, I'm not exaggerating, I did it to get their attention, and it worked!) and started pulling things out. I pulled out my gloves, and told everyone in a very loud voice "these are gloves", and put them on the table, and did that for everything else I had in my purse, until I got to the good stuff. I pulled out the fruit snacks, and everyone was thrilled! I threatened them though, that they wouldn't get any unless they were good, so I guess it worked. Oh, side note....before I got to the classroom, Aaron was in there with the kids, and one actually asked if the "stinky camel lady" was coming back. Yeah, I'm now known as the "stinky camel lady"....Oh well, I guess there are worse things I could be called! So our little class went without incident, and we went to the next one, with sharing and music time, and all 15 kids that make up the entire primary. I'd like to let everyone know that there are more kids in Henrieville's primary than there are here! Of course it doesn't help that my sister has 4 kids in it....
Anyways, we started in the next class, and one little boy, Clayton, was way hyper. So hyper in fact, that I trapped him on my lap, and then had to take him outside for a "talking to". Dena said she's surprised he didn't start crying....I'm not that mean! Then there was another little boy, Liam, who was even more hyper than Clayton, so I took him out to get a drink, and he said...this is a direct quote, by the way...."I don't want to be here, it's just so annoying!" (the kid is 4 years old...) So I held my chuckle back and asked why "it's just so annoying", and he responded "all this learning and teaching, it's so topsy turvy, it's making me crazy!!!" again, a direct quote. So he said "I'm not going back in there", and started walking away. I started walking after him without trying to look like I just lost my primary kid, and he ran smack dab into his mom. I decided to try and save face, and started talking to her, and she reassured me that everything was fine, and walked him back to the room. A little while later, he decided to escape again, and Aaron got the lucky job of following him this time. Only this time he was a little more vocal! He ran around the church 2 times yelling "MOM!! MOM!! MOM!!! I don't want to be here!!! I want my MOM!!!" So Aaron took him by the hand to find his mom, and he was like "LET GO OF MY HAND!!!!" Aaron finally found his mom, and returned to the class all safe and sound. PHEW!