Sunday mornings are always adventurous. Chris, being a pastor, is usually up and out early. So I have learned how to get myself and three kids out and ready by 9:30. Usually it means I'm up and ready before the kids awake at 6:30. I've even learned that packing the diaper bags and having their clothes laid out the night before helps the process a lot. However, even when I do all of this some challenges can still present themselves. Take yesterday for example. Taylor and Trevor were having a few too many squabbles and it was preventing me from getting Rylee dressed. So I put Taylor in her room and Trevor in his for a few moments of peace. Ten minutes later I hear Trevor banging on the door. I open the door to find poop all over his hands, body and yes the door and surrounding wall! It was a very not so funny, funny moment.
Perhaps even funnier was Chris' response.... I walk into the service and up to the front to sit next to Chris. Worship had already begun. He leans over and whispers hello in my ear and asks how the morning went. I say pretty good but Trevor got into his poop and smeared it on his door and wall. Chris whipsers back "oh man, I'm sorry" and asks "You did clean it up before you came right?"
In telling this story to a few of my friends I am aware of God's grace in how much worse it could've been!
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Poop and Sunday morning....not a good combination. Actually, poop and any morning isn't a good combination.
Sorry!
Oh my goodness! How funny, but probably also inconvenient at the time. Sorry! At least you can laugh about it- not everyone has that gift.
Oh dear! You seem so calm in sharing that (grac, grace, grace)!!!
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