The big news in March was that I was called as Young Women President in our Ward (in charge of the girls ages 12-18 at our church). When I told my boss he just laughed. When I asked him why he laughed, he said that I was nothing like them and they won't know what to do with me. He said that he expects that they will come to me all whiny and crying like teenage girls and I will look at them like what's your problem and get back to whatever you were doing because you're wasting my time. Ha. When I told Malori about it, she laughed as well because she remembers all of the leaders we hated when we were that age. She reminded me that we particularly hated it when leaders wouldn't let us sit in the back row. Dad gave great advice to let them be leaders--give them responsibility. I'm already realizing that that is hard, especially the letting them fail part. One of the girls was supposed to line up a service project for us at the Food Bank (her request) and despite