Identity Theft

For the past 7 years I have been working in the Primary for my church. When I was first called to the Primary by my bishop in Provo, I was a little apprehensive. He said, "I think you will be perfect, because you are a kid at heart." It was a growing experience, but I enjoyed those two sweet little sunbeams. We moved and changed wards twice since then and both times I ended up in Primary within 2 weeks of moving in. I love primary. I love the simple lessons and the music. I love the sweet spirits of the children, I love their innocence and their willingness to learn. I think kids are hilarious and just so honest. I love that you are a celebrity when you walk down the halls of church...all the kids say hi or wave.

This Sunday I was released from my calling in Primary. I was heart broken. I couldn't stop crying through sacrament meeting and on my way home. I will miss the kids so much. I know that change is important and I really do feel like I am supposed to be in my new calling (relief society meeting leader), but it doesn't make it any easier. Primary has been part of my identity for the last 7 years. I am in mourning and needed to share. Also to any of my friends that are currently serving in primary: If you need a sub, feel free to call me!!

On a happier note, Charlotte got to meet Santa.

Big fail??

I just told Rich that I should update the blog and this is the conversation we had:

Me: I should update the blog

Rich: Yeah, you should. Baby pattern baldness was a big fail.

Me: oh really?

Rich: Yeah, you only got 2 comments

Me: hmm (I was chuckling that he was feeling like I had failed by not getting comments...I mean don't get me wrong I also like comments, but "Fail"? It just seems a little melodramatic)

Rich: I am not trying to make you feel bad, but there are a lot more cute pictures of Charlotte that you could post. People would rather see her cute face than her balding pate.

I guess I ought to update with cute pictures then.

Grandma came to visit. It was a quick visit, but we enjoyed it:

Thanksgiving was yummy:

Charbaby loved swimming with daddy and Doodoo and spending time with Nana:

Charlotte is cute:

This baby shower at our house was fun and Charlotte thought it was tiring:

Rich got puked on. He asked for a rag and I grabbed the camera:

Story from work/me ranting about things that annoy me: The other day I got a message from an 18 year old patient that said, "Needs birth control refilled. She is away for school and can't come in for an appointment" There was a sticky note on the chart that said, "Patient's mother called back 3 minutes after the patient called and said, 'Unless Julia (my coworker that was out that day) wants to take care of a baby she BETTER fill my daughter's birth control pills." This totally annoyed me. First of all, this girl hadn't been in for her appointment and I am SURE she was home all summer and waited until she was away to get this message in. But more importantly, I am shocked that the mother feels that it is OUR responsibility to prevent her daughter from getting pregnant. Seriously?!?! How about a little self control people.