Not as good as week 1. As soon as we walked into the primary room Lincoln started yelling, "No primary, upstairs!." (The nursery is upstairs in our church) I spent all of opening excercises, singing time, and sharing time standing in the back of the room wresteling Lincoln. Then when it was time to go to class I told him that it was time to go with his teacher, handed him to her and walked away. I saw him calmly walk down the hall with her. Savannah picked him up because Relief Society went over, and she reported that he was a good boy.
Hopefully eventually he will be able to sit through primary.
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