Oh heavens. Before children, and while my own were too little to participate, I remember looking forward to Primary Sunday as the best of the year. Full of both entertainment and a very sweet Spirit. Last year, Boy Howdy only went up because some sweet leader came and coaxed him and made him her personal friend. He didn't really participate, but neither was he the focus of disruption. Cheeks, on the other hand, cried because she was stuck on the pew with us. This year it all changed.
This year my children stole the show for being naughty. Boy Howdy WOULD not sit down but insisted on standing at the front all by himself, or walking aimlessly around the podium, in spite of very stern looks by his parents, and multiple requests of various leaders. He wasn't singing or participating in really any way, just standing at the front looking supremely unhappy.
Cheeks, would not stay in any particular seat, frequently stood by her brother or incited others to follow her bad example. This was also in spite of more stern parental stares and invitations from leaders.
Matthew and I were mortified. I found it slightly amusing but Matthew was ready to do bodily harm as soon as they were home, if not right there and then. Finally, I made my way up to them (they were on the opposite side of the chapel from us) and made them aware of our joint disappointment. They were to sit down NOW. Boy Howdy ended up sitting or standing mutely by the wall for the remainder of the program. Cheeks had to be taken out because she hurt herself while trying to hide from her father's wrath.
I apologized for my children's behavior to any and all primary leaders and commiserated with the other parents of children who also behaved less than admirably. Oh heavens. Maybe next year will be better.
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