Once in a while there are moments when things feel "just right". Today during church was one of those moments for me, which is why I knew I'd better blog about it before the euphoria wears off. ;)
Right now Chris' work schedule is such that he works on the weekends, which means a dreaded thing for me: taking all four kids to church by myself. Normally those 3 hours consist of A LOT of fidgeting, fighting, whining, arguing, occasionally crying. It's bad enough when Chris and I tackle this together, when we're only outnumbered 2:1. When I have them by myself I can usually count on having a headache by the end of the day, and I definitely know I won't get much (spiritually) out of the church meetings.
Today, though, was a bit different. Things were looking good about the time Noah came out of his room dressed and ready to go, and he was even wearing a tie - without me having to tell him! Then, about five minutes into the first meeting, Nicolas fell asleep on my lap. It was then, as I sat there with my little boy sleeping soundly cuddled up into my chest, my little girl leaning her head on my left shoulder, Sam leaning up against my right shoulder, and Noah sitting next to him, and all three sitting there quietly and reverently, that I felt so peaceful. Thank you, kids, for being so good today - I needed it! And one last twist in the scenario, a little family of a mom, dad and little boy (about two years old) came in and sat next to us on Noah's side a few minutes into the meeting. Let's just say that this little boy wasn't exactly giving his mom the same gift. I kept glancing over and seeing Noah subtly ignoring the little boy when he was bumping him, sticking stickers on him, twirling around and falling into him. When we came home this afternoon Noah said to me: "That kid was annoying, mom." That's when I explained to him that that is the exact reason I always get after them when they're not behaving up to par: it annoys the people around us. I hope the lesson sticks with him, though I'm not holding my breath.
On another note, the other day I was working out to a new Belly Dance DVD I got to try to change up my work-out routine a bit. Sophie came in and was watching me for a few minutes, her nose wrinkled up and her eyes rolling around in her head. Then she said: "Uh, mom? Do you realize that those girl dancers are dressed REALLY naughty?" Well, at least I know she's learned modesty.
3 comments:
Wow. My kids are NEVER good at church. Once I took them by myself before Lincoln was born and I left half way through Sacrament meeting in tears--it was so bad. Good for them!! (And you!)
That's awesome! It must have been in the air because I was taking care of our 19-month old all by myself and he didn't cry going into nursery and he read books on my lap all during Sacrament Meeting. Talk about blessings! :)
haha - that Sophie is so darn funny!! I can always count on quotes from her to crack me up.
PS, I miss you.
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