Sunday, August 4, 2013


So, hypothetically speaking, what would you do if your husband was called to preach at a little country church revival.

And you took your six children almost doubling their usual attendance.

And it was actually the first time you have all sat (and I use the word "sat" loosely) together through a service.

What would you do if, when you're nursing one fussy twin and your oldest child is holding the other twin who you know is also growing hungry, your other children proceed to poot, retrieve boogers from their nose, holler "I want Daddy!", and dissolve into giggle fits?

 A. Calmly whisper in the children's ears to please be respectful of those in attendance.
B. Scowl sternly.
C. Whisper threats of physical violence.
D. Cry.
E. Laugh. 
F. Sneak around making pictures to document the hilarity of the moment later.
G. All of the above.

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