Logan had to work Sunday so we stayed with my parents and I went to church with them.
It was a long meeting because it was right at Emma's naptime.
During Sacrament meeting I had to take Emma out three times...
the last time I went to the mothers room
and held Emma while she screamed.
Finally I said, "If you stop crying we'll go back to the chapel."
She immediately stopped crying and calmed down enough to say, "ok... good girl"
And she was for the rest of the meeting :)
Then it was Sunday School.
Abby was hungry so I went to nurse her, the room we were meeting in and the mothers chair were on opposite corners of the building. So when I got done I walked all the way to the classroom and then Abby pooped so I had to go all the way back. By the time I got back class was over.
So then I was going to Young Womens with my mom and they were doing opening exercises in Relief Society... which I ended up missing because... Abby pooped again...
And then she slept through the rest of church.
I think I got to listen to a total of 30 mins of lessons.
When I have more kids will I ever get to hear any lessons?
:)


1 comment:
Oh probably not but the joy is that you are learning lessons that are important to you, like patience.
BTW, my word that I have type is uperm. I thought it particularly interesting.
"Kristie I will cut her hair if uperm it."
HaHa!
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