People love the primary program. They love the singing. They love the little four year old girl who has every word of her scripture memorized. They love the sweet little voices and the songs. And, let's face it, they love Tim. When he stands up and begins to approach the microphone, you can sense the anticipation.
The lips on the microphone thing doesn't have anything to do with overall Tim syndrome. It's hereditary. You can see where it comes from if you ever let Tom get his hands on one of those FRS walkie talkies. He immediately begins channeling BJ and the Bear with the walkie talkie pressed to his lips. Anyway. At least you can HEAR Tim, and believe me, the entire congregation WANTS to hear him.
This year he did a beautiful job. He had his talk memorized and he delivered it beautifully, right up to the part in the story where he says, "I went to find my shoes. When I came back..." loo--oo--oo--oo--oo--ng pause..."the car..." pause... "was GONE." What a ham. Everyone laughed, but I'm happy to say that he didn't lose his cool and he finished the talk under control. Even a year ago, that much laughter response would have sent him straight to monkey.
We did best, worst, and weirdest for the wedding weekend (bwwww) at dinner today. Tom's best was the Cougar football game. Tim's best was the return of the Rollens Club. (Tim's worst was (no words used) pie in face motion with sound effects. This incident won't soon be forgotten.) Zach's best was game cube with Uncle Nigel. Baby Nigel's best was playing "wif all the kids who are my cousins." Alex's best was hanging out with Seth and Jared. We all had a great weekend. Thanks everybody.
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The game WAS fun, but of course, the VERY best was attending the temple for the wedding with all the family.
--Tom
I loved the post, as always. Could we pay you to write more often? I would kick in a few bucks..
Why oh why can't my child ever be the sweet little one who has her scripture memorized perfectly?
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