OK, now before you all have a heart attack and start calling me about the title, read below..
So, our ward cubscouts has been combined with the 2 other ward cubscouts in our building. One ward has the wolves, another has the bears and the other has webelos. And the cubmaster, assistant cubmaster and committee chair are from each of the 3 wards. WELL, we had noticed that our cubscout group was fairly large and we really felt impressed that we needed to SPLIT APART (that's where the separated part comes in) from the other 2 wards and just do it ourselves. Now, most of you know that wards do not usually combine their scouts, they are self-sustaining.
After many not so kind things kept coming up with the other wards (which I will not go into), the Primary President and I had a nice, long chat with the member of the Bishopric that is over Primary. We expressed our concern for things and told him how confidant we are that we could run the cubscouts, on a ward level, and be completely successful. As of now, the cubscouts have not been as successful as they could be and they are not receiving badges they should be getting.
So, today, that member of the Bishopric gave us the best news ever. He told us that we are splitting apart from the other wards and going to do our OWN ward cubscouts! EARLY CHRISTMAS PRESENT!!! This issue has been such a source of stress and disappointment for me, not only as the person over the cubscouts in our ward, but as a mother of a cubscout. I am thrilled beyond measure and know that things kept going "sour" for a reason. The Lord has enough faith in us to teach the cubscouts and prepare them to go on into boy scouts. So, I just wanted to share my enthusiasm with you all and how I can't stop smiling when I think about it.
As for my banged up body, I woke up Saturday feeling like I had been in a car wreck. Apparently, when I had to do my quick grabbing of the railing and tightening of muscles to stop my sliding down the stairs, those muscles got jolted. So, now I know what muscles I used to stop my slide. HAHA! I am still sore and the bruise is still there, but I just deal. I feared one of the Primary children would bump me or come to hug me and hit my bruise today, but those that hugged reached up around my waist and I never got bumped! I'd like to say a miracle happened... HAHA! j/k.

OK, so I'm off. I'm up WAY too late and we may head to a pumpkin patch/cornmaze tomorrow since Ben has the day off and Keven has no school. GO COLUMBUS!! The dude needs a little bit of props. Can he get a whoop whoop?