Juggling

This morning I brought the children to church by myself. Once I'm there it's almost like a break as I drop off the little ones in the nursery and the bigger one at Sunday school then head off for my own Sunday morning class. The struggle lies in getting there and then getting back home.

One of the many things Jack has learned at preschool is how to put on his own coat, hat and mittens, a feat worthy of the cost of tuition right there. Wes and Elise still need A LOT of help, however. In a busy narthex with a myriad of adults and children milling around, it is a juggling act to bundle up the little kids while keeping track of all three of them, ensuring one doesn't wander away with some other family. We can usually successfully leave with our three children fully bundled. I don't think this morning was a particularly good performance, however, because Elise licked Wesley's face a couple times and her hair got stuck in Wesley's zipper. In the chaos all I could do was laugh. We did manage to get to the car (all of us) and home in one piece, it just took a little longer than normal.