Presidency. With the women's broadcast tonight, there was a certain
amount of chairs that needed to be set up. Usually this kind of thing
is brought up on Sunday, but I guess there was some kind of scheduling
goof up, because I only received a couple days notice. Nevertheless,
I did have the time available and I made a note to attend.
Caitlin and Rini came along, so we made it a bit of a family activity.
Especially when we overestimated how long it would take to get to the
chapel, and we wound up taking a walk around the building.
Fortunately, the weather was seasonably warm, and we had some decent
jackets on. Rini had a ball running around looking at all the trees
and fallen leaves. I'm sure she would have loved it even more if the
leaves crunched, but it rained this morning, so the leaves only
crunched a little if at all.
Once we got in, we were still a little early for setting up the tables
and chairs. The only reason that we were able to get into the chapel
was because another ward was having a baptism, and they arrived early
to fill the font. We found a couple basketballs and a soccer ball
that we played with for a little until we decided that we should start
setting up. We had just set up about ten tables when we received word
of how the setting was supposed to be, and we were doing it wrong.
Simple fix though, and even simpler once a couple more people showed
up.
That's kind of the sad part too. Only two other men showed up to help
with the chairs and tables. There were a number of sisters who were
helping in the kitchen and working on the centerpieces. Caitlin also
helped with laying out the tablecloths. Meh. It really wasn't all
that tough with three brethern.
Good exercise!
Tomorrow, I'm going to get together with a friend I haven't seen for
some time. I'm looking forward to this guy's night/afternoon out,
even though we'll be spending the time with our respective children
because our wives will be at the Women's Broadcast. I only hope that
Rini doesn't have anything contageous, but I'm thinking the reason she
threw up tonight was because of the brownie she ate.
Another thing I'm a little concerned about is that she's not saying
"Please" anymore. Whenever we prompt her to say it, she becomes
silent. Or screams. Or hits. But whatever she does, she does not
say "Please." She is almost 2 years old, and she might be moving into
ye olde rebilious stage one. Officially there are three rebelious
stages. One at two years old, the second at five, and the third at
thirteen. I'm thinking that each one is progressively stronger, and
builds upon the previous one. None of the stages end, but tend to
lessen in intensity from time to time. Like when they're asleep!
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