Who Doesn't LOVE a Challenge?

I'm not one to turn down a challenge. Especially when that challenge is a cute little 4-yr-old with big blue eyes and the best laugh in town. We have had some challenging moments lately. I'm in the primary presidency, and last Sunday it was my turn to do sharing time. The Sunbeams in our ward are a very special group. I say special with tongue in cheek, because they are probably the rowdiest, wiggliest, craziest bunch of little people I've ever seen. Of course, one of them belongs to me! They like to move their chairs all around, sing at the top of their lungs, wander around the room (and sometimes escape into the restroom to make a sudsy soap mess)... it's all of them! They all have their reverent "moments" but they have definitely been a challenge. It was my kid's turn to be the super crazy one this past Sunday. Here I am, up in front, doing my sharing time... and my kid keeps coming up to the front wanting to help. Of course, they are supposed to be reverent if they want to help, so I keep telling him to sit down please (in my nicest primary-presidency-mommy voice) and he doesn't want to! Oh boy. It was all I could do to not pick him up and march him into Daddy. I think he just knew that there was nothing I could do. Well, he finally sat down after trying to draw on the board and move the game pieces we were using (with a huge frown on his face) and I was able to finish the game we were playing, but that wasn't the end of the challenge. About 20 minutes later (after he had gone to class) I was told that he had hurt his eye. What? Well, apparently, he had fallen off his chair in class and hit his eye. It had a huge scrape right underneath it, and was a bit swollen. When I asked him how it happened, he said "I was standing on my chair trying to get a silver thing." When I asked him where the silver thing was, he said "On the floor." Of course. Who doesn't stand on their chair to get something off the floor. I'm not sure what was going on that day, or what had been slipped into his milk at breakfast to make him so nutty, but it was quite the day. Don't get me wrong... these days are not in the majority, but when they come along, they are doozies! The rest of that lovely Sunday was quite similar... filled with time-outs and scoldings, but thankfully Monday came with the sweet, obedient half of my Jekyl and Hyde back in full force. He is normally a very fun, sweet, happy kid who makes me smile. He just has his challenging moments. And I definitely love this challenge of mine!

Here are the many faces of Hayds. Check out that shiner!