Our ward was recently split and I was released from the primary presidency and put in as the primary chorister every other week. My 8 yob Came home from church one Sunday when I did not lead the music and asked me if I had lost my job-- mom did you get fired from your job?
In sharing time yesterday, the stake presidency gave a message, the sister asked the kids what this pretty flower she brought made them think of-- puke said one small boy.
I had the pianist play Count Your Blessings and I asked if anyone knew the name of the song-- I do, I do. Count Your Many Slebbings-- it made much more sense when he learned the that Slebbings are actually blessings!
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