Today, while I was swiffering (new verb) my kitchen floor, I got to thinking about my 4 years as an undergrad in Logan. More specifically, I got to thinking about the time I spent as a member of a single student ward over 4 years in Logan. There are lots of unpleasant things about single student wards, including the picture-filled ward directory, (a.k.a. The Menu), and the tear-splattered final testimony meeting of the semester (squeaking: "I just want my *hiccup* roommates to know *sniffle* howverymuchIlovethemand *sniffle* howtheyarelikemysistersnow! *SQUEAL!*).
And then there's the first ward activity of the year, where every girl puts on an extra layer of mascara and the powers that be insist that everyone memorize everyone else's name through some sort of rhyming game.
One of those get-to-know-you games is the ever famous Three Truths and a Lie, wherein, as the name suggests, you come up with three truths and a lie about yourself and people have to guess which one is not true.
It's been an interesting day, and now we're going to play. Identify the lie.
In the last 24 hours, I have:
A. Stepped directly into a mug of hot chocolate.
B. Accidentally let Bug grab her own open, pee-filled diaper and wave it cheerfully above her head.
D. Gotten toothpaste in my hair.
I wish I could put the answer upside down like they do on a cereal box.
Answer C is a lie. Brushing my teeth was supposed to be my victory for the day, right up until the sticky hair thing.