Go Aggies!

This last Friday we took the kids to their first USU gymnastics meet (USU v Boise St.  We lost but it was still fun).  I love living so close to a university. There is always something going on.  Seeing all those girls flipping and twisting made me miss my glory days when I did gymnastics and I was actually in shape.  But now just thinking about doing that stuff again makes me hurt. 

Nevertheless, the kids enjoyed watching the show.  Well, Jack really just kept looking around for Big Blue, the USU mascot.  Jack thinks he's so cool.  I think Eve would disagree.  She ran into him by the food booth and when he offered her a hug she just clung to my legs and buried her head.   But at least she really liked the gymnastics.  She told me she wants to be like "those ballerinas."  Hmmm.  I loved doing gymnastics but I can only imagine how nervous it must have made my parents.  I don't know if I could handle the stress.  Gymnasts do a lot of dangerous stuff.  And I did get hurt a lot... 

I finally broke my wrist when I was 15 (a week before we moved from California to Utah) and so it was a good time to take a break from the sport, only I never went back.  But I did do tumbling for a while and then I joined the school diving team my junior year.  Just happens to be where I met Kole.  Who would have thought a broken wrist to could lead to so many good things.

On a side note, I survived my first month of doing Sharing Time at church.  In our ward each member of the primary presidency teaches for a whole month and then gets two months off.  Primary has definitely been a new and interesting experience, especially since up until about 2 months ago I knew absolutely nothing about primary.  Trial by fire, as they say.  It has been challenging but it is going better than I thought it would.  When they called me to be the first counselor in the primary I cried for a week and I was highly tempted to raise my hand when the bishop asked if there was anyone opposed to my being sustained.  But I am doing better now.  Over the last little while I have really gained a testimony that this is where the Lord wants me to be at this time (even if the reasons are not completely clear to me just now).  It's not a place I would have chosen for myself since I would not necessarily consider myself a natural "kid person" but I have faith that the Lord knows what He is doing.  I suppose when you get put in a situation where you have no idea what to do or what's going on, you really learn to rely on the Lord and you find that He enables you to accomplish things that you didn't think were possible. I just hope that the kids are gaining blessings through this experience and they don't have to just suffer through while I learn and grow.  Pray for us all.