Days Like This

There are some Sundays when I wonder why I even bother to come to church. It's not like I get a lot out of the meetings. Today was one of those days. It's stake conference, so in order to sit in the front of the gym we have to arrive 30 minutes early. Due to the fact that our kids woke up way early we were there 40 minutes early...and still sat in the gym. I wonder what time people arrive to sit in the chapel area....

After about 30 minutes into the regional broadcast conference (covering NM, TX, and OK) Kendra had to go to the bathroom. I was closer to the end of the row so I took her. Ten minutes after we returned she sneezed, and there was snot, and I didn't have a kleenex. So once again we went to the bathroom. Ten minutes later Megan pooped so I took her out to change her (and by the way, the mother's lounge is the place to be if you want to listen to conference, thoroughly enjoyed my time in there) but another mom was waiting so I had to hurry. Ten minutes later Megan is crying so I handed her to Mark and said, "it's your turn!" I just wanted to listen to at least one speaker. Ten minutes later Kendra says, "I'm thirsty." "Too bad" was my reply. Oh the joy of it.

On regular Sundays my goal is to appear as if I'm listening while really I'm just trying to keep the kids entertained enough (mostly Megan) so that we can stay in the chapel.