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Dear Family,
 
It was a holiday yesterday. Plus the government is shutting down. Remember? Cool your jets. I'm alive. :) I love you all. Thanks for worrying about me.
 
So I've been waiting about 24 hours to send this email. And I have thought and thought and thought about what I wanted the subject to be because..... I CUT MY HAIR. Yeah, I did it. I cut like 8 inches off. I know what you're all thinking, "But you've been growing your hair out for forever and you LOVED your long hair..." I know. I know. But let me let you in on a little secret: I thought I would love my long hair. Turns out, with my thick hair, I can't really DO anything with it. And my hair has that awful wave in the back, so it had to go. And go it went. I love my haircut. I truly do. Sister Atkins did a great job. (Aunt Sarah, you should know that I was practically hyperventilating while she was cutting it. I learned that I really don't trust anyone with my hair. hahahah)
 
Okay, so now to more awesome news. Last week was incredible. We worked so hard and saw so many miracles. One of which was being able to find six new investigators! It was amazing! Our week plans have changed drastically from finding to teaching. I love it so much!
 
We had interviews last week and I just love President Morgan. We had a good long chat and he really helped me out a lot. The assistants did a training during the interviews and then their training ended so we played a game called, "Clinkies" I love that game so much. It's almost ridiculous. hahaha. And then we played speed. And I won. It was so legit. But because we have some kids with competitive natures, we had to keep playing until they won. babies. hahahaha.
 
Then we had Choir and Sign Class. Well, guess who is singing a solo in church this Sunday? Yeah, you guessed it. Me. How did that come about? I have no idea. But I really need to learn how to say no. hahaha. But it'll be good. Pray for me. I don't want to crack or anything embarrassing like that.
 
Yesterday. Okay. Let me just talk about yesterday for a minute. We went to Champaign (Uncle Jeremy and Aunt Marian, we were so close to each other-- yet SO far away! darn mission boundaries... and rules... hahahah) for Zone P-day. We combined with the Champaign Zone. It was such a blast. We played Ultimate Rock, Paper, Scissors. You have a huge group of people and then you play rock, paper, scissors and if you lose you become the winner's cheerleader. So basically you just cheer people on and then when it gets down to the last two you have these huge groups cheering against one another and then at the end you're all happy because you have to become the cheerleader for whoever wins. It was so much fun. (I think I just butchered explaining it though... it's okay, we'll play when I get home) Then we played dodgeball-- with duct taped rolls of toilet paper. Seriously, it was the best day ever. We had a tournament and then we decided to play Springfield Zone vs. Champaign Zone. And holy smokes. We started playing just one game and the Springfield Zone won (which was awesome because we were literally half the size of their team because our Zone is small). So the Champaign kids were like, "no. best two out of three." Well, it kept going on and on like that because we were way too competitive. hahaha. It was way fun though. One of the best Zone P-days I've ever been to.
 
But in all seriousness-- I cannot belive Caroline is going on a mission. Her mission call is amazing though! That is awesome. But uhh.. I'm still under the impression that she's still 12 years old. That's insane. But it really means a lot to me that she's "following my example." :) Doing it right. :) hahahah just kidding.
 
I love you all. I know this gospel is true and real. Living it has made me so incredibly happy. And I am so happy to be a missionary. I miss you all dearly, but there is no other place I would rather be right now than on a mission. I love that you are all trying to be better member missionaries-- keep asking and the Lord will open doors for you, I promise! And just remember, no effort is ever wasted. You can do this! You're wonderful. I love you all to the moon and back fifty million kajillion (yeah, that's a number) times.
 
Love,
Sister Sadie Leavitt