As we drove out of our little neighborhood headed for church I stopped and had the kids get out by the entrance of our subdivision for a picture. The kids were excited to go to church to "see who their new friends would be". When we pulled into the parking lot, Ryan looked at the building and said, "This looks exactly like our old church." Let's see, what gave it away, the brick or the steeple? Isn't it so nice that at least the building, the meetings and schedule are the same. Makes you feel right at home the minute you walk in the door. We reclaimed our usual row and I sat and looked around. The Crawfords weren't in front of us, the Danielsons and Seaquists weren't to the right. Megan looked around but couldn't find Gabriella behind us to the left. It was kindof depressing actually. The people all looked nice but none of them looked like OUR friends.
The kids were excited for primary. We went and found their classes and sat down while I filled in the paperwork that the excited Primary President handed me. Then I dropped Megan off at the nursery. As soon as I walked in the nursery grandma looked up and said, "Who's this?" I said, "This is Megan. We just moved in." The nursery grandma opened her arms and said, "Megan, come give me a hug. We are so excited to meet you. You have a beautiful bow. You look like a princess... Megan, let me introduce you to all of your friends..." Megan didn't look back. What a brilliant idea to have a grandma in the nursery. As I picked up the kids from primary at the end of the meetings I asked the kids who had the best primary class. 'I did", "No, I did" they yelled as they shot their arms in the air... including Megan. Looks like it was a succesful first Sunday after all.
