One of those days...

Jess before church

We got a new Bishopric yesterday in our ward, and I have never been more grateful that Phil wasn't part of it. Jessica wasn't feeling well, so Phil offered to take her home. That left me with the two boys by myself. I am amazed at those of you who do this week in and week out as your husbands are sitting on the stand...you're much braver than I, and I was down one! As everyone was enjoying the testimonies of the outgoing and incoming members of the Bishopric along with their wives, I was just trying to stay sane. Taylor and Tanner kept fighting over the same "toys" from the Church bag. I thought I had it under control when Taylor pulled out the markers and coloring books and started coloring quietly. That is until Tanner wanted the same color as Taylor. They began fighting over the marker and Taylor won, which caused Tanner to start screaming as if he had lost his right arm. Being the only parent there and not knowing the people next to me, with Taylor's little friend sitting with us, I didn't feel I could make a graceful exit to the safety of the hall. I was frantically trying to calm Tanner down, when out of his anger and frustration, he picked up a marker and threw it at the pew behind us. Luckily, the young man sitting behind us, plays baseball and has amazing reflexes, so he didn't loose an eye. Tanner found this to be great entertainment and began throwing markers over the bench and laughing loudly with each toss. Taylor's friend's little sister had joined us for all the excitement and Tanner would turn to her and laugh like he was impressing her. For a moment I just had to laugh myself, then as our 'neighbors' from other pews turned to watch, I was snapped back to reality, causing another screaming fit as I took the markers away this time. I have never been ever so grateful for sacrament meeting to be over. I then dropped Tanner off at nursery and was making my way to class when I was stopped in the hall by a lady in our ward (who shall remain un-named) who asked me excitedly..."Rachael, are you expecting!?" Umm, no! I had actually thought the last 8 weeks at they gym was paying off and my dress looked particularly flattering that morning.... Next time one of the kids gets sick, I'm going home!