Sunday, October 26, 2008

Snakes and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails

Today at church, I learned what little boys are made of. 

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?

10 comments:

Bretzing Fam said...

Don't worry your little guy, will be a complete gentleman I am sure of it....Steve and I decided that K & T are going through a Sister/brother version of Beavus and Butthead stage....when they are laughing at poo and boogars and bum bums, Steve under his breath will say, hey Beavus.

Sarah Garner said...

huh huh... boogers... huh huh...

I think the primary program is my favorite program of the whole year! Very entertaining... except for the fact that I spend most of sacrament meeting in the mothers room with little missy in a hold while she was in "naptime" melt down... some girls are just as bad as the boys...

Megan said...

You've only observed church behavior. Thnk about what they do at home!

Quela said...

Yeah, good luck with that little guy!

Heather said...

You have soo much to look forward to but your little guy won't be that "entertaining"!

Shaneleee said...

You gotta love the primary programs if for nothing else than you don't zone out. Just think in four years you will be one of those embarrassed parents.

Habs said...

I took three of my neighbor boys to Clark Planetarium two weeks ago and the entire car ride home one passed gas while the other two laughed and called him Sir. Farts-a-lot. They thought they were so funny I couldn't help but laugh. You have brothers...I'm sure you will be fine! I can't wait to meet your little squirt. I'm so excited.

Debra W said...

Boys, boys, boys! Having four daughters, I am not at all sure what it is like to raise boys, but I am sure it is interesting! If it makes you feel any better, I hear that boys are much easier when it comes to the teenage years.

Happy gestating, dear heart!

Hugs,
Debbie

McMillan Family said...

I had an eye on my little guy and he knew if he miss behaved he was not going to grandmas after church. with little boys it is simply bribbery, or threats and you hold firm to those. My boys know who is boss ME. Your little guy will be just fine. boys are the best. I should know I have four of them.

nancypants said...

This is hilarious!! The scene at the chalkboard reminds me of Bart Simpson. LOL

Oh and the scene in church almost reminds me of what I endure every Sunday as I have four boys (and I keep them all in church) and my husband is the minister so I am alone with them in the seats. WIGGLY!!!

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