We had an interesting Sunday yesterday. The size of our ward at church has been cut in half due to all the people graduating or moving for the summer, so they decided to combine the two nurseries. A seemingly innocent enough idea...well, they hadn't anticipated (and neither had we for that matter) the DISASTER that would come from one Jake Dougherty.
You see, they decided to combine the two nurseries into the other nursury room, so Jake was a little thrown off. He was pretty hesitant at first, but we figured he would be ok. After all, he had all of his friends in there, as well as his usual nursery leaders, it was just a different room. So Joseph and I turned to leave, and as soon as we did, Jake started bawling. Instantly. It was like the first day of nursery all over again. I couldn't believe it! We figured he would be ok eventually, and once he saw we were gone and how much fun everyone else was having, we thought he would forget all about us and just join in. Oh boy, were we wrong.
Well, Jake's sobs started off some other kids' sobs. Soon there were three or four toddlers just screaming, which of course made all of the other kids just crazy too. It was a madhouse in there! They tried to include Jake, but he was having none of it. Eventually, he was crying so hard that he threw up!! In nursery!! Apparently it was at that moment that they decided maybe it wasn't such a good idea to combine, and they separated the younger kids from the older ones. Jake went back into his old nursery room and his tears stopped instantly.
At first, I couldn't believe it when they told me that he cried so hard that he threw up. What kind of kid does that?? But then I recalled my very earliest memory. Yes, folks, my very first memory is, in fact, of me crying so hard that I threw up. Why was I crying so hard? Because my dad wouldn't give me dessert. I must have been three years old, and I vividly remember thinking, "If he would just give me some dessert I wouldn't cry like this!" Apparently, Jake has that very same streak of stubbornness in him. I can just imagine him thinking, "If they just took me to the other room I wouldn't cry like this!"
As I was growing up, my parents were known to say, "I hope you have a kid just like you someday!" This was, of course, in reference to my incredibly stubborn attitude. Well, mom and dad, it looks like I do...but I sure do love him.
3 comments:
Hilarious! Since it was apparently you that brought that onto Jake, I think you should be the official nursery sub :)
Oh my! Who would have known?! Poor Jake.
Guy did that once too, except he threw up on me -I hadn't even left the room yet and he was already hysterical. .... we don't know who he got it from thought :)
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