What's YOUR Perfect???

As noted by my earlier post, today is my grandma's birthday, which, I'm not gonna lie, has been a sad day. I was mulling over ideas for family home evening tonight(supposed to be last night but the NCAA b-ball tourney trumped)and wondering what to do.

The boys' hair is getting ridiculously long, so Nate and I forced them into getting it cut this evening. And while I'm watching the hair pile onto the floor, the PERFECT family home evening lesson hits me. In fact, I couldn't even propose it to Nate without snorting, and full on tears I was laughing so hard. Whether you agree or not, I don't care. This has been a private joke of ours our entire marriage. And let me say I adore this man. This BALD man. Enter t.o.p.i.c.

Easter is coming. In our faith, and I would assume most of Christianity, we celebrate Easter not for sugar and treats left by the Easter Bunny. But we celebrate the Resurrection of our Savior Jesus Christ. Because of this event every person who ever lived, and ever died, is promised the gift of resurrection when Jesus comes again. Because I'm already a bit blue today because I miss my grandma dearly, this seemed like the perfect fit. Are you wondering where the funny comes in?
There is a verse in the Bible that states that when we are resurrected that our body will be restored, and (paraphrasing) not one hair will be lost from our head...we'll be made perfect. So we discussed this topic with our children. We asked them if everyone will look the same? Will there be fat people? Will everyone be super-model pretty? NO! Because those things aren't important to God...so whatever he deems our perfect state will not be our 'dream body'! (DANGIT)

After the 'lesson' I had the kids come into the kitchen where I slathered Nate's head in elmer's glue...and the kids proceeded to "restore" Nate's head of hair, using the clippings from Kolbe and Eli.

Kenna, Ms. Germphobe...was grossed out. No help.
Avery and Eli dove right in.
Landri ate crackers in her high chair, though occasionally peeked suspciously at us.
Kolbe stared with one eyebrow arched the whole time. And I...I was the photographer.

I don't know if I honestly WANT his head of hair restored. I kinda like him as is. But, kudos to him for being the best sport ever...talk about a visual aid. I'm thinking my kids will never forget the real reason we celebrate Easter. Though....I AM a little scared to have them answer questions in Primary....