Sacrament meeting was exhausting today as our pew was like a life size version of whack-a-mole, with houses being built out of hymn books and loud squabbles over whose hot-wheels car was whose. Sunday naps aren't because it's a day of rest. It's because "reverent child" wrangling makes me tired. I mean seriously: church at 8:30am! Whose brilliant idea was THAT!?!? Twenty minute wild-goose-chase for elusive white shirts and slacks, the I-don't-know-where-my-shoes-are, I just smeared breakfast all over my clothes with T minus 5 to go. TIMES 7....and that's just to get out the door.
C'mon October!!! I NEEEEED General Conference where church is at home: Loud, late, messy and in their underpants.
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