Today as we sit in church. I am sitting between Brooks and Sam, and Jason is in the cry room with Tucker because he just doesn't ever sit still. Sam for that matter doesn't either, he's just to old for the cry room. Brooks and Sam both complained about having to go to church this morning because they wanted to go fishing. (For some reason, I just can't figure out who they get that from. Certainly not Jason!) Not at my house, Church is always the priority.
Anyway, so obviously the boys were very attentive in church. Brooks stayed pretty quiet, but Sam asked every 5 seconds, "Mom, how much longer?" Then of course he will not be still. Then finally he gets quiet. Score for me, now I can actually pay attention to Father and not my wild child. Unfortunately this didn't last too long, cause usually when Sam gets still and quiet he's up to something.
I'm listening to the Father's homily trying to soak up as much as I can cause lately I feel as if I'm just going through the motions. Sam turns to me with those bright eyes of his and he's just a grinnin', so tickled about something. So tickled he can hardly speak, but he manages to get it out. He whispers, "Mama, did you get the tickets?" I look at him and say "huh?" He repeats himself, still just a gigglin' and grinnin'. "Mama, did you get the tickets?" Finally, I say "What tickets?". At this point he is so tickled I almost can't understand him, but he manages to get it out. He says,"The tickets to the gun show!" as he flexes his muscle and points at it!!
I almost couldn't compose myself after that, and really didn't get much out of Mass today, but at least I stuck to my "guns" and made it to Church as a family.
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