She laughed after she handed me back the phone camera, admitting she couldn't see a thing without her glasses.
But by far, the best memory of the night was the church service.
Getting ready was a madhouse. Because that's just how cmas eve is.
And then Zachariah's church shoes were too small, so add in a trip to target to grab him shoes.
Also we really weren't 100% sure in when the service started.
So prepared. I know.
And the kids weren't insanely excited or hyper or anything, of course.
I was looking forward to dropping them off and having a nice service to worship our Lord and Savior! The reason for the season!! :)
But when we got there and went to sign the kids in... well... It turned out that this church doesn't have care on Cmas eve.
(Have I mentioned we haven't found a church home yet? Yeah, so that's been awesome too. )
Also, while zach was okay about "big church and would probably be okay for the most part, the little kids have never been in a service.
But they sure made a name for themselves.
During the first song - a beautiful stringed rendition of The First Noel, Asher had a complete meltdown because he wanted "Down!! DOWN!! MommYYYYYY!!)"
And Selah Grace upset that Zach had found a pen and paper screamed, "I want to color like Bubby!!" then tried to get to my purse and zach tried to stop her and they played tug-of-war while she screamed the way the high pitched way that only a little girl can scream.
Asher continuing to scream as Brian is stepping over people to get out.
Did I mention we were on the balcony so that our children could be heard loud and clear for the ENTIRE church? A beautiful huge baptist church? A huge baptist church in Dallas is pretty packed on Christmas Eve. And echo-y.
The song ended, and I kid you not, the pastor told the congregation that it's okay of your kids make noise and just to relax.
With Brian gone, I had a giggle attack right then and there. Seriously. Actual tears in my eyes.
I knew he wasn't bringing Asher back in. I knew Selah Grace was only going downhill. I had no toys, no snacks, nothin. So, we left. Less than 5 minutes after we got there.
And that was that.
Related: I really miss our old church.
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
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