Sundays have become my busiest day of the week. We wake up, run around getting children ready for church, walk (or sometimes take a ride from friends) across town and sit through the services. Then we walk over to our pastor's house where our life group meets (a small study group that focuses on one specific topic; our church has several of these) and have lunch and then do our study. Then we walk home. We're never home before 4pm, and sometimes it's closer to 4:30.
Today was busier than usual because we had a potluck lunch at the pastor's house and so David and I had to make a dish and arange for it's transport so we didn't have to carry a giant casserole through town. We also tried to tire out Samuel by having me walk him to church, but since David's parents are with us right now he rode with them to show them the way.
On the walk Samuel said some adorable things. He asked me what a building was at the end of a street.
"That's a grain elevator" I told him. "Oh. A grain elevator. They bring cows up and down?" "No, they bring cow food up and down." I said. It's so funny the things he thinks. Later on the walk he saw a tree in someone's yard that had had tar put on the cut branches making them look like holes. "What's in those holes?" "Maybe acorns, or squirrels, or leaves?" I said. "Maybe sunflowers!"
I feel a little bit guilty every week at church because I put the children in the nursery. I don't feel terrible, but I do feel a little bad. Samuel likes it a lot, despite telling me every week that he doesn't want to go; he makes a craft, sometimes gets time in the gym playing with balls, has a snack. Clara is in the infant class and I know she is in good hands - the workers even give us a pager that will buzz if they need us. Still. I feel like the children should be with me even though I know from experience that that makes the service awful for all of us.
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Today's big task; hanging up all of the clothes in the children's bedroom. I know I've complained about this before, but honestly clothing maintenance takes up so much of my time. I don't know why this is. Either I'm just no good at it or else everyone else's children are very unlike my own. I recently purchased a bag of really nice, barely used 2T-3T clothing for Samuel, including new church shoes. Almost every single piece of it is either stained beyond use or completely outgrown already. All of the shoes are too small. I have salvaged a few pairs of pajamas, two pairs of boots (that I think may just fit for a few more months) and maybe two or three sweaters and a pair of slippers. His body is the strangest shape. He's a 2T, except in torso length where he's a 3T, and then he's a mix of 2T - 3T in pants, except that his waist is really more of a 24 month size. How does one dress a child like that?
Clara may be even worse off. I have done nothing but accept clothing for her for months and months, and yet I look at what's in the closet that fits her and it's pathetic. Random pants that match nothing, a few 'church outfits', some sleepers...I get depressed every time I go to dress her.
I'm really not sure what the solution to this is. I spent $5 on 40 clothes hangers the other week thinking that maybe if everything was just hung up it would be easier to figure out. So far, this doesn't seem to be the case.
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David and his parents are re-watching a video we got the other week: The Bible vs. Joseph Smith. The music is lovely in it. We get a lot of videos like this from Firefighters For Christ. It's a free resource and you can download their stuff as MP3s if that's your thing; we tend to order hard copies.
I wish I knew of more places I could get free Christian DVDs from. Ideas?
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