George was a little terror in church today. Wouldn't sit still, wouldn't be quiet - he was fussing and yelling and basically acting like a typical toddler. We took him outside for most of the service (and when we'd leave he'd yell "Bye-Bye" when we'd return inside he'd yell "Hi!"), but we did bring him back in so that we could do communion as a family. As soon as that was over, he and I headed outside to burn off some energy. He played on the playground until the service was over and then waved goodbye to people as they drove away. As I carried him back through the crowd to find DH, one nice elderly church lady greeted us and said, "You sure have a precious handful".
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One of the lessons we read today talked about the devil tempting us and making us stray from our commitments. Being a parent takes a lot of stamina and fortitude and patients. I'm sorry George was full of himself and had to be taken outside to run and play instead of sitting quiet. I'm so proud of your commitment to being great parents to George, taking him to church even if you have to spend time outside! His blessing at Communion is one you will remember, even if he doesn't. Love, G-ma T