Last week I got to go up to Aspen Grove with the Young Women in our ward. We had a blast. We went cross country skiing, listened to some wonderful speakers, played games and the guitar, got a little (ok- a lot) hyper at all hours of the night, etc. It was great. Especailly to have a few days away from cooking/dishes/cleaning up after the kids. Ahhhh....
But then it's crazy how quickly you miss all of that stuff, isn't it? That first night I had to bring a crew of girls in my room just to get past the loneliness. And here's what happened:
Have any of you played the game called "This is a Spoon?" Ha ha ha. I taught it to the girls and it was a hit. I never heard the end of it. And now I'm sure they're driving everyone crazy at home, still chanting, "This is a spoon, a what? a spoon, a what?? a spoon..OH! A Spoon!" (repeated twenty gazillion times). Today when I called my Beehives to remind them about tonight's activity, TWO of them said, "Oh Sister Farr- guess what? This is a spoon!" And so on it goes.
Good times.
I'm not sure if it was the elevation or what, but we had sooo many communication disasters up there. It was hilarious. Here are just a few of my faves:
"Dang it! I KNEW I should have chosen 'Anne Frank!'"
1 comments:
Haha! Those made me laugh! That sounds like my kind of night!
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