Dueling Sunbeams

Last Sunday was our ward's primary program.  The chapel was filled with parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, long-lost friends of the family, second cousins thrice removed, etc. all there to listen to the children sing and share what they've learned in church this year.

The program began normal enough.  The stand was filled with children - over 80 kids.  In fact, they didn't all fit up on the stand; there were three rows of kids sitting down in the congregation as well.  The younger children were, of course, squirming, not used to having to sit still for so long. 

The children sang the first two or three songs without incident. 

Then two of the sunbeams got bored.

Sunbeams, for those who don't know, are 3 turning 4 years old.  They are the youngest class that participates in the primary program.  This year, the sunbeams are the little children I taught in nursery last year, so it was fun to watch them participate in their first primary program.

The two children in question were standing next to each other.  At some point they declared battle; each decided to try to out-sing the other.

They didn't quite succeed in outsinging each other. However, they did manage to outsing the other 80+ kids participating in the program. 

Impressivley, they knew every single word to the songs they were singing.  Unfortunately, they didn't know every single note.  They were terribly out of tune.  Eventually they were shouting, "I LOVE TO SEE THE TEMPLE!  I"M GOING THERE SOMEDAY! TO FEEL THE HOLY SPIRIT!  TO LISTEN AND PRAY!"  Lets just say, that's not quite the normal rendition of that usually reverent song! 

The congregation loved it. I've never seen so much laughter during a primary program before.

At one point another one of the sunbeams covered her ears with her hands, turned to the duelers and said loudly, "SHHH!!!  Be quiet!"  This increased the chuckles in the audience.

The fun came to an end when the pianist (and mom of one of the duelers) got up and moved her daughter away from the competition, putting another sunbeam between the two.  Although they both continued to sing loudly, it just wasn't the same.  I think everyone was slightly disappointed.  Except maybe the mom.  This is probably one program she'll never forget!

If a picture says a thousand words...

...then I'm curious what my pictures say about me.

I love having an iPhone.  One of the reasons is because of the built-in camera.  No matter where I am I can take pictures of people and places.

Apparently I also like taking pictures of random things that make me laugh.  Most of the time I take those pictures I think, "This will make a great blog topic."  How many of those pictures have actually made it to my blog before now?  One.  It was the snake.

My little sister was flipping through my pictures one day and she kept looking at me as if I'd gone crazy.

Perhaps it's because I seem to like bugs...

I took a picture of this bug so
I could look up what type of bug
 it was.  Did I? No.

This was just a really cool cricket.

I liked the dragon fly's big blue eyes.
Too bad he was dead.

Or maybe it's because I take pictures of random toilets.  Like the double toilet I found in a local Arby's.  I was glad there was a deadbolt on the bathroom door.  I didn't feel like company.

Then there are pictures I take of signs that make me wonder about what led to the sign being necessary in the first place. 

Check out the note underneath the dog.
I'm glad they clarified to size of the dog.  I was worried.

Maybe she was impressed by the picture I took to prove how amazing my ability is to endure cold temperatures.  This picture was taken on Halloween.

Yes, it says -76 degrees F.

Or she may think I'm crazy because I take pictures of random hand-made bumper stickers:

Who is John Gault?
I still need to finish the book to find out.

Whatever the reason she looked at me like I was crazy, she's probably right.  But I enjoy having the random pictures to give me a laugh from time to time.  I hope you enjoyed them.  If not, you can look at me like I'm crazy the next time you see me.