The first Sunday of a new year seems to be buzzing with excitement. At least for me. New curriculum. New manuals. New meeting times (well, not for us - we'll be at 9:00 AM forever).
And sometimes new teachers.
I was so excited for Shaelyn to go to her first Sunday of Primary. I knew she would love it. Singing Time. Sharing Time. Tiny chairs. Kids talking into microphones. I knew she would eat it all up.
But we missed last Sunday, due to unforeseen circumstances of behavior. And my heart was heavy as I thought of all the things Shaelyn was missing in Primary.
So this week we practiced. We practiced saying our new teacher's name. (Sister Moorefield!) We practiced being reverent. (I fold my arms like this, Mommy!) We practiced raising our hand to answer questions. (The answer, as it turns out, is always "Jesus.") We practiced sitting still. (I don't tickle Clara!)
Today I got the report . . .
Success! Shaelyn loves Primary! And her new teacher, Sister Moorefield.
Shaelyn's commentary on Primary:
S: We learn about Joseph.
Me: Joseph Smith?
S: No.
Me: Joseph and the coat of many colors?
S: No.
Me: Joseph and Mary?
S: No. Just Joseph.
and
S: I raise my hand in Primary.
Me: What did you say?
S: Yeah.
and
Me: Did you sing songs in Primary today?
S: No.
Me: What did you do?
S: Sing "Jesus Wants Me for a Sunbeam!"
and finally
S: Mommy, I love Primary! Can sister come, too?
