We were favored with the annual primary program during sacrament meeting today. This means that after the blessing and passing of the sacrament, chaos ensues as all the children under 12 sit up on the stand and enthrall (or embarrass) their parents with song and speech.
On the front row, sitting directly in front of the bishopric, was the 4 year-old class. There were three boys sandwiched in between two girls. The girls were well-behaved the entire time. They stood up when prompted, sat down when prompted, gave their one-line talks like champs, sang all the words to their songs, and sat reverently when not singing. The boys were a different story. They could not sit still! One boy kept moving his head from side to side, which would make him lose his balance and knock into the little lady sitting next to him (who seemed not to notice). The other two repeatedly hoisted themselves up onto the podium wall so they were balancing on their little tummies on the wooden ledge. The members of the bishopric had to pull them down by their little britches about 17 times.
One other little boy (probably 5) was so enthusiastic about singing the primary songs that he projected his tiny little voice louder than everyone else. It wasn't hard to figure out who was singing so loudly because his normally pale face was beet-red!
My man teaches the 11 year-old boys. As we walked from the chapel to our classrooms, he noticed that the door to his classroom was closed, and said to me, "Oh great. The door is closed. That means something bad is happening." Sure enough, after church, he told me what he had found when he opened the door. One boy was writing on the chalkboard: "George is a..." and that's when Tim walked in. The kid jumped so high that he dropped the chalk. He then meekly finished the sentence with, "... cool guy." (Names were changed to protect the innocent.)
Finally, my friend E shared a little tidbit with me about her 2 year-old son. He entertained the families around him in sacrament meeting by shouting a single word over and over: booger! No context, no real reason. He just likes the sound of it, I guess. And really, can you name a male who doesn't?