Ayla & Ava

Another week gone without much to report.

I can officially say that I have begun to feel the little human inside of me wiggling and kicking. That is pretty fun.

Today during the sacrament, Evan accidentally smacked Vera in the face with the bread tray. She started crying, so I carried her out to the foyer. And they didn't offer me (or the other lady on the couch) the water. It was kind of strange.. The boy brought it out and offered it to a guy on the other couch, then walked by us. I waved my hand at the boy and said "right here!" and he just kind of nodded at us and went back into the chapel. Huh? We thought maybe he would come back out... and then he didn't. So we were sad we missed it. I asked the bishopric about it after the meeting and that sister and I were still able to take it. Since it had already been blessed he just took us into a quiet office and offered it to us. So... if that ever happens to you... now you know that you can still take it.

I went to pick up Vera from nursery and the teacher handed me a little paper with the name AVA written in crayon at the top. She said, this is for Ava.... Me, handing it back to her: "Oh... Ava's not my kid." (There is a little girl named Ava in our ward). She looked at me very confused until I realized that she thought Vera's name was Ava. She was embarrassed to admit they were calling her Ava all day long. Haha. I'm sure Vera didn't care.

So... yep. I almost missed the sacrament and Vera's teacher called her the wrong name. Exciting week! ;)