Primary

A couple weeks ago, the first counselor in our Bishopric, who is now our Bishop, wanted to come visit us in our home. It was a crazy night and I knew everything had to fall in place in order for life to be nice and calm when he got here. True to form, we were doing well until Koper got his tooth knocked out. Seth arrived home shortly after the incident and fifteen minutes later, I was asked to be the new Primary President. I know my reaction was priceless as I less than gracefully exclaimed, "What?" I think I made the poor guy panic a little but I accepted the call. Over the past couple of weeks I've had to choose counselors from a ward I barely know. It has been an interesting process and I'm excited to get cracking. We were set apart today after the old Presidency and the kids did the Primary Program.

Weston officially crossed over to the Bear Den this past week. I was silently taking notes at the meeting trying to figure out who everyone is and what all the leaders do.

Our family has recently been introduced to Ticket to Ride. We love it!