After grumping all the way to church - now 20 minutes late (we have a 20 minute drive and leaving at 9 when church starts at 9.....doesn't exactly bode well for on-time reverent Sunday attendance.....) We made it, fixed her hair in the lobby and Jeff was saving a place for us - this is rare. Sacrament meeting was less than reverent, but I managed to ignore my childrens' chattiness and listened as best I could - what would you know the talks were on missionary work (talking to your neighbors) and the clincher: Forgiveness. I was feeling less than forgiving at this point, but I listened and tried to keep from running to the lobby in tears (did I mention that pretty alison is back and therefore very emotional too - lack of sleep, miserable and the pressure on my sinuses pushes tears right to the brim at all times. It doesn't take much for me to tear up anyway, but now it's just that much closer...)
Happy to leave Sacrament meeting, my kids run to primary, she decided to be happy about leaving the chapel, but once in nursery opted for the "You can't leave me here...." cry. I quickly walked out the door and kept walking as she screamed away. We're finally home, she's taking a nap and I'm not far behind her. She opted out of napping and instead received 3 hours of solitary confinement in her crib while the rest of slept.
Guilty party - it's a good thing she's cute and loves her mommy! She knocked a kid over to get out of nursery!! :)
