Aren't Sunday's the best?

Ahhh, there is no greater feeling than waking up on Sunday morning, realizing you have no work and nothing to worry about.  I'm sure that is going to change dramatically very soon here, but I'm going to enjoy it while I can.

Sadly, Nick and I have had to move 4 times in the short time we have been married, and we are hoping that this apartment will stick for awhile.  Because, apart from being a huge hassle and money waster, moving means a new ward.  Kinda stinks when you get settled into a routine and have to leave it.  Two wards ago, when we were renting a house, we taught the 9 year olds in primary.  There were only two, and they were both girls.  Now these girls might have well been 40 year old women for how opinionated they were, but I've never had more fun with a calling in my life.

Nick came up with the idea to to a challenge every week, something that they would work on and report back to us on Sundays.  And as a reward, I had them add a couple beads every week to a necklace.  They loved the idea, and were always soo excited to tell us what they had done and work on their necklaces.  The lesson teaching was a bit more difficult, haha but we adored those two girls.

I was very sad when we had to move again due to apartment problems and a lazy landlord.  We ended up in a basement in south Provo.  Our first apartment had been on this same side of town, so we were used to  the dumpy feeling....the scary bums that lived on the sidewalks.......among other things.  The one thing we forgot about, was the south Provo wards.  The church is true no matter where you go, but you can sure find some interesting characters this far south on the map.

For convenience though, since the church was across the street and the ward met at 1 PM, we decided to go to it instead of try a student ward, something we hadn't been brave enough to do yet.   And after just 3 short weeks, we realized it was probably going to be more worth it to wake up earlier on Sundays.  Nick's favorite reason for leaving was a gentleman who he played "stinky chess" with.  Meaning, he didn't ever smell good, and we had to avoid him every Sunday.  Nick thought it was bad.....ha!  try having a pregnant nose.  

So, to the student ward we went.  And let me tell you, I have never had a more pleasant experience in my life!  Aside from my own student wards back at BYU-Idaho, that was the best first Sunday in a new ward I have ever had.  Lessons were based on doctrine, comments were insightful, members were polite and welcoming, talks were prepared!  The only drawback......there were a million babies!!!  Cute yes, loud, definitely.  Haha, but I will be adding my own to the collection very soon, so it's good practice.

So, waking up to peace a quiet and a clear mind on Sunday morning?  Awesome.  Listening to church music, reading scriptures, just having a day of rest.  I love Sundays.  And one more thing.  I just remembered a tradition I'm going to have to carry on!  Sunday cereal.  When we were kids, and my parents didn't have a ton of money, or patience for sugar highs, we had Wheaties and Special K during the week.  But on Sundays, we had a special Sunday Cereal.  Fruity Pebbles, Cocoa Puffs, Waffle Crisp.....anything just coated in sugar we could have Sunday morning.  The other tradition, my favorite, was every Sunday afternoon when we got home from church, my dad would saturate the house with the aroma of applesauce pancakes, a delicacy I always looked forward to.  They always were so big that the sides came off the plate, and  we'd eat them with real maple syrup and powdered sugar on top.  Mmm, I sure wouldn't mind one right now!

Happy Sunday everyone!