Through no fault of my own, the cherubs were handed an ipod full of High School Musical, Hannah Montana, Green Day and President’s of the United States of America this morning. (For a fun side game guess which cherub likes what?)

This experience has provided a window into the the future teen aged years of said cherubs. Em wears the ipod on full blast, sings the songs perfectly, complete with dance moves. Jack uses the damn thing to mope around mumbling the words at the top of his lungs. I’ve never seen emo done with such energy.

I am now ready to put an ice pick in my ears.

In other news, the male cherub managed to single handily unhinged the entire primary yesterday. A member of the bishopric came into closing exercises to speak to the kids and stated that he was there “to talk about doing your duty.” and “did anyone know what it meant to do your duty.” To which Jack promptly let out a great big “EWWWWWWWWWWW”! Which apparently sent the entire primary into a fit which ended with teachers stumbling out of the primary room either pissed off or laughing with tears streaming down their face. Now this was not the loudest nor the wittiest comment made during the ensuing chaos, just the one that that started it all.

In the male cherub’s defense; the primary was woefully under staffed yesterday due to illnesses, (so it was unusually easy to cause pandemonium), it was the last 15 minutes of THREE HOURS of church, and last but certainly not least, who asks a group of 3 to 11 years olds about ‘duty’ in ANY form what so ever? Come on people, that’s just asking for it.