Every six months, our living Prophet and Apostles speak hope, faith and love to the entire world during General Conference.
It’s happening this weekend and every time it happens now, Charming and I look at each other and smile.
“You know what Bubbers was doing the last time we watched General Conference?” I ask him.
“Yeah,” he looks adoringly at the Little Man, “He was 11 months old and learning how to climb on his trampoline.”
“That’s right,” I laugh, following his gaze to our sweet son, “And do you remember the time before that? His very first Conference ever?”
“We were in our old house, he was 5 months old, and he rolled over for the first time,” Charming remembers in amazement.
You see in our house, we reckon time by General Conference.
And the next time General Conference rolls around, Bubbers will be almost 2 years old.
(Where’s the pause button on time??)
(If you find it, please let me know ASAP!)
This time around, our little Wooga man is almost 18 months old.
And he cannot get enough of his Daddy.
You see, Daddy just started graduate school and the Wooga man doesn’t get to see him as much as usual.
So when Woogies does get to see his Daddy, he doesn’t let him out of his sight! :)
Something else he really loved was the children’s choir (just like his Mommy!).
They sang the most touching songs.
And Woogies watched the whole thing.
And pulled out his cute dance moves that we love so much! :)
Before going after the mouse.
And at one point, I had to take advantage of the fact that he was holding still for longer than a millisecond.
And try as he might.
He couldn’t resist my goofy antics to get a smile. :):)
And during the prayers…..
Our hearts melted when he folded his arms so sweetly.