Hairier Than You

Sacrament meeting, a source of spiritual inspiration, has also become a prolific source of blog material.

We are sitting in one of the short pews on the side of the chapel.  A speaker is talking, and Gavin is sitting next to Shawn.  (Well...he has wedged himself between Shawn and I..... but I digress.)

Gavin turns to Shawn and says "I am almost as big as you."
"Yes" Shawn whispers back, trying to encourage Gavin to do the same.

"But I don't have chest hair" Gavin adds, causing his former primary teacher, Sister Brown, sitting in front of us to giggle a little.

"Dad!" Gavin says with some excitement.  "I do have underarm hair! But it is not as long as yours!" Proceeding to lift his white shirt over his head to show him he adds "Just look here!"

As I am leaning over, to pull down his shirt, and I see several people turning to see the recently announced under arm hair.  Although highly inappropriate, I cannot stop giggling.  The entire bench is shaking and I simply cannot stop.  The more I think "stop Jennifer" the less control I seem to have.

Marissa looks over with a "what?" and the thought of retelling it just makes me giggle more.

Sister Brown, who just dropped off her only son at the MTC, turns her head and whispers back.  "Now that it has started, the comparison will never stop."