The things kids say

I teach a group of kids, my Primary class, for about 45 minutes at church.

Avalon, Amy, and Aspen

This spring I taught three sweet and sassy six-year-old girls. One Sunday I taught a lesson on the priesthood. The conversation went something like this:

One smart girly: "Why do only boys have the priesthood and girls don't?"
Me: "Why do you think that's the way it is?"
One other girl (after serious contemplation): "Maybe because boys are a little bit taller than girls."
Me: "Good guess. Sometimes boys are taller than girls, but I'm not sure that's the reason in this case. Can you think of another reason why boys might have the priesthood and girls don't?"
Another sassy girl (in an ultra-dramatic voice): "Because us girls can't do EVERYTHING. Boys have to do SOMETHING!"

Sounds like a good reason to me. :)

Since this summer I've taught three nine and 10 year old kids.

Sometimes they're all reluctant to say the opening and closing prayers. In these instances I say, "Okay I'll say the prayer." At least 85% of the time one funny guy will quickly speak up, "No. No. I'll say it. You take too long."

Too funny!

Saturday afternoon Matt and I hosted a class party. Only Jack and Pete made it, but we (or at least Matt and I) had a blast:

• Eating cookies and popcorn and sipping cocoa
• Playing UNO, Pit, balloon games
• Busting a nearly indestructible pinata (thanks to Matt's mad pinata-making skills)
• Setting up an obstacle course and trying to break our record. (Pretending that the carpet's hot lava has never gotten dull to me.)

I seriously hope I never get called out of Primary, because I don't know if I could handle sitting through three hours of church without some wiggle time. Oh wait. I have Skylie. I can always use her as my excuse. ;)