We went to church this morning. Fist of all, we got there 20 minutes late, because, well...getting to church on time is hard! I mean, seriously, we have a later service that we could attend, but then we would be dealing with messed up nap times, lunch, and not getting home until like 1:30 or 2, and by George, that's the whole day!
So, I am bound and determined that we make it to early service...even if we show up 20 minutes late. After we got the kiddos dropped off in the nursery, wedidn't actually walk into the sanctuary until 9:25, so 25 minutes late...but, who is counting anyway!
Being that late means that we hear approximately one song before the preaching starts. Today, it was a short song that just kept repeating over and over, and over and over! Oh my! To make things even more exciting, my nursery number got posted on the board about 3/4 of the way into the sermon because my sweet, loving baby that hardly ever cries was screaming! Apparently it sounded like someone in pain or a stuck pig...which can often sound similar. The nursery worker was worried he also had a rash because his forehead was splotchy; however, I think she was a little less worried about the little guy once I told her that he was okay and just an ugly crier!
We got everyone calmed down and took off out of there! Needless to say that next time I think we should just go to late service...
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