I went to the church building tonight to meet with the previous Relief Society President so she could give me - even more of - the low-down on the people in the ward.
Wednesday night is a busy night at the ward building; basketball, missionaries, people taking down the Christmas decorations, Family Home Evening.
You know, the usual.
One of the kids - he's 5 - was messing around with the missionaries and the basketball came over to me and asked, "When are you coming back to Primary?"
Awww. Makes even an ice queen like me tear up a little.
This is me and it's nice to know they miss me.