Church Confessions

Have you ever had the price tag hanging out of your shirt for all to see?  I have.

Have you ever had the dreaded piece of toilet paper stuck to your shoe or skirt as you proudly toted it around?  I have.

Have you ever spilled something in the wrong spot and it dried even worse?  I have.

Have you ever applied self-tanner and had it go all streaky and wrong in places you can't really 

cover up in the desert summer?  I have.

I'm sure there are many more, but the best part about these "moments" is they all happened at church.  Thankfully it is a place where I am surrounded by wonderful people who easily overlook the horrific

tanning job, or will kindly tell you you sat in something really messy or that my tag is still on and they are impressed by the deal I got.  The situation could be worse, but it is always embarrassing.

Today my sweet Claire had a "moment" at church.  Dallin and Peter stayed home today due to the nasty bug that is going around, so it was girl's day.  I woke up extra early for our 8:30 church (really 7:30 today...thanks so much daylight savings) and quickly got myself ready.  Peter offered to wake Claire up and get her dressed and I was so grateful for the help, especially since he was drugged and not feeling well.  Claire was excited to put on her new dress that we bought at the Carlsbad outlets yesterday.  I did her hair, grabbed "the bag" and we arrived at church just barely on time.  Church was wonderful and when I picked Claire up from nursery, one of the leaders (Jen Nielson) was laughing.  She lifted up Claire's dress and there her "moment" was (or maybe it was Peter's).  The diaper cover was still attached to the inside of her dress with the tag holders hanging it in front of her diaper.

As I walked down the hall and word spread quickly, the women thought it was hilarious and my sweet little Claire also thought it was pretty funny when she finally caught on to why everyone was giggling and lifting up her dress. 

Claire - welcome to the wonderful world of embarrassing moments at church...and if you are truly my daughter, there will be many more to come.  

Napoleon Dallinite

Not much phases my Dallin.  One Christmas, we were visiting my parents and went to their ward's Christmas program.  The primary children were called up to the stand to sing their Christmas songs and Dallin (3) hopped off my lap and walked right up to the front to sing with this foreign primary.  He didn't know the songs, but boy did he try.  No fear.  

 Last night we had our ward primary talent show and my Dallin was not scared to participate at all.  There were lots of great performances: singing, hula dancing, silly skits, trumpet playing, dramatic performances... and then there was Dallin.  I asked what he would like to do for the talent show (knowing quite well that he would be up for it) and he responded without hesitation "breakdancing"!!!!  He practiced busting out his moves (with a little choreography help from me at the end) and his performance was so great (and hilarious).  He walked right on stage, behind the curtain, stood there in the middle calmly waiting to be introduced... no fear.

   Hope you enjoy his "breakdancing" as much as we did (he didn't get to do his cool spinning moves on the ground cause the stage was carpeted, but he managed to improv his way through the song pretty well).  Here's our little Napoleon (you can push pause on our music playlist at the bottom of our blog to hear Dallin's music better)...