Terrible Twos

I recently (okay like two months ago) got called to the nursery.

I was shocked.

Like, if I had woken up with my head sewn to the carpet I wouldn't have been more surprised than I was when Brother Gilbert extended the calling to me.

I thought he wanted to talk to me about temple prep or something.

NOPE.

I was ultra sad that I A) wouldn't be able to prepare for marriage by the things learned in Relief Society B) wouldn't be able to do church swaps with Scotty anymore C) wouldn't be able to spend Elise's last few months home sitting by her at church D) wouldn't be getting Brother Eveland's delicious Sunday school treats anymore and E) was gonna get super sick from all the kids.

I whined to Scott about it and he told me everything would be fine. He came to my setting apart and told me it would be good for me to spend time with children. Because I really never have.

I was super excited for a new adventure though. And I absolutely loved the sisters I was going to serve with.

After I got set apart I knew there was no going back and I headed off to nursery my first week.

Oh. My. Gosh.

It took those 8 kids .3 seconds to steal my heart.

I cried when some of them graduated to sunbeams last week.

Literally.

There's this one little girl called Abbie and I swear she's the most perfect thing.

She's so cute. She smiles and it melts my heart.

She brings me books and puzzles and toys and just smiles.

She doesn't talk much but she knows sign language.

SIGN LANGUAGE.

SHE LITERALLY CAN'T DO A FOUR PIECE PUZZLE BUT SHE KNOWS SIGN LANGUAGE.

I can't handle it.

All the kids are so adorable.

They range from 18 months to almost 4 years, depending on their birthdays.

I love being around their sweet selves.

I appreciate my calling so much.

I don't even wanna know what it's gonna be like when I move and have to be released.

I just love those children.

We truly are children of God.