Monday night rolled around and while eating dinner, I happened to mention to the Man that it was his turn to teach the lesson. Considering that I do four of the five, I don't think it's too much to ask. He quickly covered his surprise and even said he already had a lesson ready. Really? Well, then, this ought to be good.
Opening Song: Popcorn Popping on the Apricot Tree (I think the kids keep picking this one because it's just too adorably funny to watch Baby do the actions)
Opening Prayer: Baby (again, a stinkin' adorable form of entertainment)
Lesson: Maybe it's the warmer weather or being so busy at work but the Man has been talking vacations for a bit. We've got Spring Break coming up fast. So the Man opened with talking about places we've visited before and asked which ones were their favorites. The Boy immediately chimes in.
"I liked that place where those little volcanoes blowed out goo."
Ah. He means Yellowstone. Another favorite was Goblin Valley.
We progressed through the meeting, a nice list growing of places we'd like to go, with the kids not even mentioned Disneyland once. I consider that a small victory. Just goes to show you that FHE doesn't have to be detailed and complicated to accomplish things together as a family.
Closing Song: Starkle Starkle Little Twink
Closing Prayer: The Man
Activity: We don't always get around to an activity but tonight, the Man demonstrated how to use an Ace bandage to wrap a sprained ankle. On my ankle. Because I am completely uncoordinated and managed to mess it up something fierce during my step aerobics class. It hurts.
Treat: I was responsible for treats so we had some delicious brownies. And I might've had another one once the kids went to bed...