And You Are??.....

So flipping back to pre-announcement but still pregnant, so not too far. Kyle and I were at church on a Sunday (because it would look funny on Friday) and a gentlemen asks if he could sit with us. Kyle invited him in (squeezing me to the inner-most part of the pew) and proceeded to chat with him about all the questions he had all the way through the sacrament meeting. I guess Kyle is taking his new calling as ward missionary seriously, which I find odd but hey times they are a changin'.

Unfortunately being in that inner-most spot meant I would have to wait out their conversation to go to Sunday school. And that's when it happened.

A missionary (able to smell non-members at 100 paces) comes and sits directly ahead of me and asks who Kyle is speaking to. I said it was just a gentlemen who sat with us and from what I was to take from the conversation he wasn't a member. Continuing a conversation that, now looking back is funny but at the time made me want to cry, the missionary asks:

"And you are?....Kyle's friend?...."

"No I am his wife."

"Oh..... Kyle never said he had a wife...."

Oy. Sitting there, his wife of 5 years and 8 months, just short of 3 months pregnant with his child, being told he never speaks of a wife. Harsh.

So Kyle's out look on this?? First the cover, "Well I don't talk much to the missionaries so why would I just say I have a wife.". Then the hurt of his own "It's a family ward. Do I look over 30?!?!"

There were many snacks that day. Sugar heals all wounds, right?