Today was Meagan's last day of nursery. A couple of weeks ago, when we took her to nursery, she rebelled and said she wanted to go to class like Bethany, so we told her that she only had a few more weeks, and then she'd go to primary. I guess she remembered, because the first thing she said to me when I picked her up after church today was, "Now I am all done with nursery." When we went out in the hall, she immediately turned and started walking down towards the primary room (the opposite way from the way we needed to go). She was ready to start primary right then.
On the way home from church, Meagan said, "Our white house is broken. That means we need a new house. We need a new house." I have no idea where that came from, and we laughed but didn't really pay any attention to it, but I guess she really meant it, because she started crying when we actually pulled up in our driveway. "I said our white house is broken!" We asked her to show us what was broken so we could fix it. She walked up to the garage door and pointe to one of the cracks between the panels of the door. Nate managed to convince her that it was just part of the door, and then she was okay to go in the house. Meagan has quite the imagination.
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Alan got upset once when I was listening to the scripture on tape where it talks about building a house on sand. He was worried because the Cedar house was built on sand :)
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