Jared is a major drama king, if you haven't figured it out by now. He gets bored easily, and spends considerable time dreaming up ways to get out of doing things. Church is no exception...the teachers in Primary (our children's church) often bring Jared to find us while trying to holding back a smile over the latest reason why he must see Mommy or Daddy. He usually asks for Daddy, since Mommy figured the game out last November when Jared dramatically "passed out" in the middle of Singing Time. (He watches too much "House").
Today's ploy involved Jared needing to speak to Daddy about a "personal problem". Dima ended up taking him to the bathroom, where Jared complained long and loud about how his butt itched. When they exited the stall after this diatribe, they came face to face with the Stake President, one of the regional leaders of our church. He had a broad smile on his face, much to Dima's embarrassment. Jared was completely unperturbed about the whole incident - after all, doesn't everyone's butt itch at some point?
Sorry, President Sweeney. I'm sure you learned much more than you expected during your visit to the restroom today.
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