We Welcome You to Primary

When you visit family you typically feel like you can take it easy or just coast as my good friend Lupe Fiasco puts it. This past Sunday my older sister had a proposition, she needed me to teach primary, aka Mormon kid Sunday school class. I agreed cause it would be fun though I was skeptical.

Turns out teaching kids is awesome. They were so funny and we talked all about gratitude, keeping the sabbath holy and the Saints settling Salt Lake. So maybe I bribed them with candy but the kids shared things like:

1. "I'm grateful for my cell phone. All I want is a 5s." -9 year old boy

2. "I know the whole preamble to Star Wars." -9 year old boy

3. "Sorry I just love to talk like a lot" -9 year old boy

4. "Are you a mom?" "No" "Are you a teenager?" "No" "what are you?" I laugh and another kid pipes up "are you just in your 20s or something?" - 10 year old boy

Another boy asked me to name my first child after him, Cameron. He also thought I should call him maybe on his home line. This kid also nestled into my lap during sharing time. Apparently he had never been that calm before, the power of a candy bribe! 

I seriously think all single Mormons should teach primary monthly. The kids reminded me that parenthood though hard seems incredibly rewarding, but apologies Cameron I won't be naming my kids after you.