Jesus Wants Me for a Sun-BEAM!

The first Sunday of a new year always brings new things at church. For starters we moved from 9:00am church to 1:00pm church. All this really means is that I don't get my usuall Sunday afternoon nap. I guess I'll just have to try and sleep in on Sunday's now. Right. It also means that we move from studying the Book of Mormon to studying the Doctrine and Covenants in Sunday School. Church history is always fun to talk about. But the most important thing that the kids move up a class in Primary. And this year I now have a child in the....

This is a HUGE step for us. Grant never did the regular schedule of going to Nursery when he turned 18 months like other little kids. He probably only attended Nursery a handful of times in the almost 2 1/2 years that he should have been going. But over the last few days as we have known that this Sunday was coming we have been thinking that we should give it a try. He goes to school and does just fine, but new things for him are always a little more scary I guess. Maybe it's more just scary for me than it is for others involved, but I was a little nervous. We have been talking to Grant over the last few days about going to Primary and being a new Sunbeam and he has gotten very excited about going. Mikkele has also been excited and telling him all about Primary and what to expect, ie: what songs they're going to sing, singing to him for his birthday next month, the treat he's going to get for his birthday, assignments to give talks/prayers/scriptures, etc. I've asked myself, "Does he really know what's going on and what we're talking about???" But the answer is of course he does. He is so close to the vail and he knows so much more than I could ever hope to about our Heavenly Father. We are so lucky to have his sweet little spirit in our family.

So we took him to class today. I talked to his teachers and made sure they were comfortable taking him, answered some questions, told them where to find me if they needed to come get me, and then I left and went to Sunday School. I sat and worried through most of Sunday School. Everytime the door opened I looked to see if it was his teachers coming to get me, but it never was. After Sunday School was over I went in and peeked on him. He was doing GREAT! I eased up a little through Relief Society, but still worried a little bit when the door would open. Again he made it through, and most importantly I made it through. Whew! Now for the report from the teachers. He did AWESOME! They said he was the best kid in the class and he hardly even made a peep. What a relief. Why was I so worried anyway??? Because I'm a control freak, that's why. Because he's my baby and so much can go wrong. But basically just because I'm a control freak. I jut need to remind myself to take a deep breath and relax. So we'll do it all over again next week. But maybe this time I can actually listen to what's being taught. :) And maybe this is just the next step in being able to handle this baby that is on it's way, because pretty much either this works or we'll be becoming inactive once the baby comes. But I know it'll work, because in his tiny little body he knows that being in primary is where he's supposed to be.