If anyone was driving through Little Valley last night and saw a girl get clotheslined by a rope that was holding down someone's outdoor Christmas inflatable--that was me. In Young Women's my Laurel class adopted a couple of families to do the 'Twelve Days of Christmas' for. I left the last gift of the twelve days on the doorstep of a family in my ward, rang the doorbell and decided to cut through their yard to make a faster escape to the car. Bad idea. Suddenly my hoped-for smooth escape ended with me on the ground, and the Christmas inflatable tipping over. Grace isn't my forte.
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