Matt's new calling as a High Councilman has finally come to reality. For the last month since Matt was called my Sunday's have remained pretty normal. I was getting used to having Matt sitting with us during sacrament meeting. Matt had his first speaking assignment and very early morning meeting. When he was in the Bishopric he wasn't sitting with us but he was there to help us get settled into our seats and stare down the boys when needed. I must admit that I was very worried about church, our new ward has a very quiet sacrament meeting, a reputation they are trying to keep. The morning started out great with us all ready to leave by 10:20, with snacks eaten and everything. After a little bit I realized that my watch still said 10:32 and it had been at least 10 minutes. The calm morning with me thinking that we would be able to be seated and enjoy some prelude music turned into "Kids hurry up and get in the car! We're late!" Now comes my frustration at being moved to the chapel that is 10 minutes away instead of our old chapel that was 2 minutes away. My first introduction to the ward with mom on her own was going to start out with us tromping in as quietly as a herd of elephants.
Then to add to it we also came in smelling like that herd of elephants. We are dog sitting and Carsten accompanied Bear out to do his duties. About a block from the church Sophie exclaims that it stinks like poop. I am a bit stuffed up and couldn't smell anything. Well, Carsten had stepped in Bear's business. With nice traction shoes on, wiping it off in the snow just wasn't cutting it. After getting the family settled I took Carsten into the bathroom and with my keys was able to clean them up and hopefully destinkafy. While at the sink I realized that Carsten had also walked all the way through the house with Bear's business on the bottom of his shoe. Despite the crazy beginning the kids did really well. We only had one outburst from B. during the closing hymn. With the kids in primary and J being the great little angel for mom that she is, I really enjoyed S.S. and R.S. And though I keep Sunday as my sacred no cleaning day, I did mop the floors and clean the carpets!
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I hate doing church on my own. Its so exauhsting (spelling?) I always went home from church flustered. I only have 2 kids. Good for you!
Catherine,
I am SSOOO sorry. There is no doubt that on days when I am feeling sorry for myself I will think of you and feel MUCH better. You are so great and just keep going with things. I am glad I will be there to help out if I can one Sunday but wish I could be there for more. You are a great women and will rise to the challenge and do great!
In a month we can commiserate on the phone about not having husbands at church...(yours in other meetings and mine delivering babies).
I can't help it but that Sunday commentary makes me laugh. It's just the way it goes on the days when you are on your own with the kids. I am sorry that you had to mess with the dog's business but I am glad that you have a little angel so you could enjoy the rest of church.
Hope you are having a great day! Thanks for the smile.
Hang in there girl! I feel for you and will be thinking of you tomorrow. Here's hoping for a better Sunday than last!
I am so glad every day is not a Bear dog poop day for you - or is it?! :0) I am glad you made it through the meeting too. I think all other parents of children are worried about their own and not yours though....peace be with you every Sunday especially! Andrea
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