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Didn't go to church today...Rich did. I just felt yucky and started on azithromiacin...I think I have what Winston has. I'm concerned that Rich may come down with it. I hope not.

I slept and slept and slept, as did Hyrum and Mary. On a positive note...Wanda played a piece in Sacrament Meeting and it went well, the Primary children sang so Ruth, Orion, Moroni, William, Adam, and Winston all sang. I guess Winston wasn't supposed to go up, but he did, and he poked everyone one of his brothers and cousins in the stomach that he was standing next to...and he wouldn't come down either. Hannah was at the piano and Phil was at the back of the children so they couldn't see or get to him. Unbeknownst to Hannah, Oliver wouldn't go up and sing, no matter who tried to get him to go up.

After the meetings, the branch had a Christmas party/dinner. Wanda and Hannah played a duet for that and I bet it was perfect. It sounded great when they practiced here.

Following church everyone converged here for their advent Sunday and I was supposed to give the thought. I hadn't really prepared but I kept thinking about Mr. Krueger's Christmas. Phil found it on YouTube and so we watched it...the church's new nativity video would have been a better choice. Although in my reading today I learned that Bethlehem means house of bread and though how appropriate it was for the Savior's birthplace to be that...and that the star would shine providing direction for the wise men and others to see the true light of the world...and the shepherds to witness the birth of our Shepherd. It amazes me how many layers of meaning there is to this precious plan...if we have eyes to see and ears to hear.

Robert, Sam, Moroni, Adam and I played several rounds of Dr. Mario prior to bed. Good memories!