Sundays are in a way the most difficult day we have as parents. Trying to keep active babies, toddlers or young children entertained, attentive, QUIET for any span of time can be one of our greatest personal feats. Just a small amount of time trying to calm, hush or reign in these little people can leave anyone, no matter how collected normally, totally frazzled. On Sundays we try to do it for an hour and 15 minutes at the least, or 3 hours for little ones under 18 months. It is just plain torture.

Some weeks we go to church to be there but don’t take in hardly a word. Other weeks we manage to hear parts and portions while we duck in and out of meetings to change diapers, feed babies, maintain order, entertain with drinks at the fountain and roaming the halls, or just to take the screaming and wailing somewhere a little less out of earshot.

Oh blessed day, We have arrived at another reprieve. Eden has moved into Primary and Alden is now old enough to attend Nursery. They and we can breathe a little easier on Sundays.

Now this Sunday had some out of the ordinary special things I want to remember. First was the flip Alden took over the back of the pew — over Chad’s barring arm. Chad couldn’t catch him so he had to push him so he would land on the pew behind us and pretty much on top of Brother Price. Was Alden phased? Not really. That spells trouble.

Secondly, our back door neighbor and got up and bore her testimony to the nursery kids. She was the teacher while Eden was in there. She called each of them by name including Eden. Eden was enthralled. Sue’s words were tender. Eden looked up at her with such adoration and clapped in the middle and at the end for Sue. It was so sweet. Then she asked if she could go see Sue after. She ran over and snuggle right up to Sue and stayed there for awhile. There is a special feeling of gratitude you get when someone loves and serves your children.