The same day Oliver was blessed, Blake went to primary for the first time. I got a little teary eyed walking him past the nursery room to primary. He walked bravely in the front row to sit with his class. I wish I could have watched him the whole time. I tried all day to get him to tell me about primary, but every time I asked him, he’d say, “I don’t remember.” But that night after him and Evelyn got into bed, I heard him say, “Evelyn, do you know Sister McCrae? She’s really nice.” So at least that’s a good sign that he likes his teacher. I love my sweet Blakester. I can’t he’s a little boy now. Good thing we have a baby!