Little Kite Girl

Another little “tween class” update.  My film class, meant to run until my Book of Mormon class, let out an hour early.  With this teacher, I have a feeling this may actually be a regular occurrence.  Tis nice.  I like it.  Feels like beautiful stolen time.  John and I also had time at lunch today- we both ran home and got some food, studying for a quiz we had at two, and watched a baby giraffe be born on animal planet.  All I have to say is, except for some licking and the big fall….the birthing process doesn’t vary too much between species.  Alive new thing inside comes out. Wah-la.  All I could do was stare dumbstruck at the screen.  Do you ever measure your life in “nexts?”  For instance, when you’re in high school, next is college.  THAT, for me anyway, would come before things like marriage and babies. When I knew I was going on a mission, I knew that THAT was a next, coming before marriage.  That was a big, long, safe next, where I was encouraged not to worry about the next next.   Now, I’ve still got things like graduation, and I don’t know, scuba diving for the first time…etc….but as for the BIG nexts in life, I’ve now accomplished the one (marriage) before the big SCARY next.  The getting freaked out watching a giraffe give birth kind of next.  The next next was one, in ways, that I was looking forward to putting off.  You know.  The pain and stuff.  Hmmmm….I think I’m going to stop watching animal planets.  Although, I did learn last week that I LOVE baby hipopotumuses.  However you spell that.  Or was it a rhinosausourus?

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