We must have been just a tad too friendly with the Primary President's kids (they really are adorable, so we couldn't help commenting). Or we just sub-consciously exude this need to be around children. Or someone thinks we just need some extra birth control help. Or we must have joked one too many times about being called into the Primary/Nursery as a young married couple. Or maybe our Bishop was inspired.
Whatever the reason (and not that we need one) Henry and I have both been called as Primary workers. We will be moving around a bit, but for the time being I am playing in nursery (I can't really call it helping or teaching), and Henry is teaching some rowdy 9-year-olds. It should be pretty fun :)