Oh.. Family Home Evening...each Monday we never know what to expect...will there be fighting, pouting, or even crying? (and that's just from Andy and I) Last Monday it was Cyrus' turn to give the lesson. As we were looking through the Friend magazine Monday morning there was a short story about a missionary. We had found our topic. We had rehearsed a few questions he could ask, cut pictures out for a game, and called Andy to remind him he has treats. He was most excited when after dinner, we put on his suit (a hand-me down from his cousin), name tag, and scriptures. After we got into the front room, Cyrus did not even wait for the prayer or song, he started right in on his lesson. "What do I look like?" he asked with a grin. We all took turns naming things; a bishop, a dad, a Cyrus. When Emily guessed a missionary. He yelled, RIGHT. The game went pretty smooth and Cyrus told us a story about a missionary and the Lamanites. The treat was also FANTASTIC...we love Albert...