got me a sunbeam

Alright, lets just talk about some church related business here. First, my boy is a sunbeam. This morning he was running around in circles, he was so excited. And then the nerves set in- right about lunch time. He had a melt down when Brian made a Mickey Mouse sandwich with ears that were too small. We quickly realized that he was feeling anxious and it was coming out on Mickey, or Brian I guess. He got excited again once we got to church and we spied on him a few times and although he was sitting as still as a statue, he looked like he was surviving. When he came waltzing out of his class with a crown on I could tell he felt pretty good about himself being a sunbeam. In fact, he's been telling everyone he sees that he's a sunbeam.

I'm feeling like I can't believe that my child is in "big primary," as McKay would say. Time sure does fly.

In other news, our stake boundaries were realigned tonight. Our ward was completely obliterated and a small section of our old ward is now in a different ward. Major changes in the whole stake. I've already cried about it, which I kind of am shocked by, but then I'm just feeling really sad, so I guess not all that shocked. Changes like this are just difficult for me. And then I just keep thinking about my sunbeam. How will he understand going to a different building, with different kids in his class and only a handful of people he recognizes? Everyone keeps saying that kids adapt easily and I know he'll be okay, but I guess I just feel bad for him. He had his own little world in our ward. And now that world doesn't exist anymore. So I know he'll adjust fast, surely faster than Brian and I will, but I still feel sad that we have to make this adjustment. We've been in this ward for five years and it's just hard knowing that we probably won't see most of our old ward again. And also, Brian and I are shy. And sometimes when we're shy we seem mean- especially Brian, bless him. So that's a concern of mine too. Is this getting boring? How about a story to cheer things up a bit?

Last week we were sitting in sacrament meeting in front of a young dad and two of his boys. One of the boys looked up and said, "You're a great dad." The dad then looked down at his boy and said, "You're a great son." Tender. McKay witnessed this interaction between father and son. He looked over at Brian and said, "Dad. I want to do what they did." Brian was trying to figure out what McKay was referring to when he said, "Dad, you're a great dad." Brian, not having heard the original conversation, said, "You're a great boy." McKay immediately and seriously corrected him and said, "No! Say 'You're a great son." Brian obliged and McKay was happy with the staged tender moment they shared.