Every now and then our little family gets together for a family night. You would think that every night was family night, seeing as how we spend most every evening together. But family home evenings are different. We plan, and play and try to teach each other a few things. Last night I had a few items on our FHE agenda, but just to humor myself, asked the boys "who would like to teach the lesson," thinking the husband would step up. But, instead, if was Atrain who said, "I will!" and took the reins.
We gathered together in the living room, sang the opening song (with random kitchen utensils used to conduct--a tradition taken from my family), had an opening prayer, and then turned the time over to Atrain for his lesson. I handed him his "sacrament meeting" book, just in case he wanted a few visual props to help him teach. He opened the book, and the first page there is an illustration of a girl who has her hands askew on her lap, looking wiggly. The book then supposedly proceeds to discuss how we should act and what we should think about when taking the sacrament at church. We have read it a number of times, but it was enlightening and super entertaining to hear Atrain's take on the story.
Atrain began with a serious expression and somber tone, "And in church, when we has to go potty...(page turn)...we think of the sacrament...(pg t)...and the little boy saying the prayer...(pg t)...and the doggie who got hurt...(pg t)...and the girl said to the boy "it's ok, don't be sad"...(pg t)...and how Jesus loves us...(pg turn to the end that again, portrays the girl with her hands in her lap)...and that we still needs to go potty.
It was actually a super accurate appraisal of our time in sacrament meeting at church. It was desperately difficult to push back my giggles. And even though I let a few out, he read the book undaunted by my irreverence. I should let him teach the lesson more often. I love that little boy. We finished out the evening with a few rounds of "hot potato" (another Ike fam FHE favorite) and ice cream cones. I do love family night.
ONCE upon a time, in a land not so far away, there was a queen. She lived a lovely life in her cottage sized castle with her husband and their three sons: Atrain the brave-heart; Jdog the jolly; and Doodle, the daring baby. The queen had a good heart, and she loved her boys with every piece of it. Every day in Frandsenland she works and plays and does her very best NOT to be evil. Sometimes she succeeds. This is her diary.
That is so adorably funny!! Kids indeed have the sweetest spirits <3
ReplyDeleteYes... potty time is a big deal. Especially during church. Good thinkin' Atrain.
ReplyDeletesoooo cute! Would have loved to have been a fly on the wall :)
ReplyDeleteThe basics of life: Each is a Sacrament of its own.
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