Monday, September 24, 2007


I started my church meetings just before 11:00 on Sunday morning. We had sacrament meeting last and church didn't get out until 4:00 at which point I had to run home and get in a couple of hours of home teaching before the fireside at 7:00. So, keeping all of that in mind, I was a bit restless by the time sacrament meeting rolled around just before 3:00. I sat on the front row with Kalli and mentioned a few times that I wished I could just get down on the floor like I used to back in the eighties and stare at all the feet extending the length of the chapel. You would usually witness some pretty interesting stuff that way as you would create a network with all the other seven year olds scattered on the floor throughout the room. It was almost like having your own church. Well I told Kalli that I really needed one of those little plastic baggies full of Cheerios ("you know, the little sandwich baggies. Plastic and clear" courtesy of Family First) to make it complete.

When we got to the fireside at 7:00 (sitting on the very back row this time), my ADHD was at an all time high and Heather Twistysocks asked me no less than five times if I was "on something." Just as the opening hymn began I mentioned once again how much I wanted to get down on the floor, to which Kalli responded by pulling a small baggy of Cheerios out of her purse which she had packed for me and said, "I didn't think it would come to this until later but here you go."

It worked just like it did when I was seven. I munched away quietly for at least five minutes. And don't worry, I left a few stale ones on the floor for old time's sake.


  1. I can't believe you blogged that story!! I'm glad I know what works on your ADHD now...

  2. I never got any cheerios in Sacrament meeting- not even in the eighties!

  3. One time, when I was about 14 and my sister was 12, we snuck some pixie stix into church. So, about halfway through the meeting we got them out and were dumping the sugar into our hands and licking it out. Lets just say that was the last time my mom ever had to take us out of sacrament meeting for being irreverent...

  4. I am so glad you have someone in Provo to take care of you the way your sisters and mom usuallly do at home...I am also glad to see you haven't grown up the least bit.