Sunday sunday

I don't really have that much to say. I suppose I could start my soap box about women and education, but I'm not really in the mood. I'm content. Super content. You can't be feeling content if you want to soap box. I just doesn't work like that.

The weather is wonderful. I'm wearing my birthday dress that husband picked out for me. I made cookies. I visited some sisters. Finals will be over in 3 days, and we will be on a plane to HK in four.


I'm in the nursery. Well, primary I guess you could say. I'm the Primary President. Which, in my ward, translates to nursery leader.

i. love. it.

Seriously, if it was as easy to make friends with adults as it is with children, there WOULD BE NO SUCH THING AS WAR. Except for maybe the occasional tiff about that plastic pink ice cream cone that everyone seems to want. But other than that, world peace.

And, also, they aren't afraid to be anatomically correct. Which is awesome/hilarious.

Happy Sunday everybody.

Go out at get some sunshine if you know what's good for you.


Sarah Lynne said...


I'm sure you are an amazing primary president!

Rebeccah Louise said...

What a great calling for you.

We saw LJ on the way home from church on Sunday.
It made me want to see you instead, because I love you more than LJ. No offense.