Unexplored Territory

Sunday, April 23, 2006

A misnomer

Family day in church. No Sunday school will be offered today as this is Family Day. Please enjoy the service.

Being the mother of a 2 1/2 year old, a 5 year old, and a 7 year old, do you really think there is much enjoyment having to entertain all three of them at the same time? Really, no. There is really no enjoyment there. If there was to be enjoyment in that endeavor, then we should rid our churches of all Sunday school opportunities and force everyone to sit through service with their children in the lap at all times.

Better yet, give the children to those people who came up with the concept of Family Day for them to watch and entertain and soothe when they find a coach's whistle on the seat and their father allows them to put on their neck but then their mother rips it from their tiny little grasp and they start wailing because Mommy just took something from them that Daddy was going to let them have. Of course, that wasn't US. That wasn't the Chandelier Monkey who had found that whistle.

Why WAS there a whistle on her seat anyway? A sick joke? Hey ... for shits and giggles, let's leave this whistle here amongst this THRONG of small people. That should liven things up a bit.

Things actually were fine, especially when the Monkey sat with her now adoptive mother, Robin. Cannot thank her enough for taking care of the Monkey this am.

And you know something else I observed? Strangely, Family Day fell on a day that our senior pastor had decided was a good time to leave the state to go visit his daughter in another state. Our senior pastor is not known to have a special place in his heart for small people. Today would have totally driven him over the edge.

And then there were those times when I sat there and thought that the son of a man who I think is total eye candy would make a perfect mate for Queen Bee, and that when she reaches 21, he will only be 28. So really... nothing wrong with that, I don't think.

So the next time I hear those two words uttered again, I will find someplace that I have to be because Family Day only made me want a vacation from mine.

1 Comments:

Anonymous said...: Hey, don't worry, everyone thought it was MY child anyway. We were all right up there in God's glory, the front row.
You were equally helpful with A yesterday. The switch off worked good.
What can I say? The princess and I just bonded..:)
See ya!; 7:36 AM

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I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.

The nine-year-old who seems to be growing older every minute, has an opinion and a comment for everything, and has a true servant's heart.

The seven-year-old who loves the organization of things, will someday be someone's therapist because of his kind soul, and will more than likely be living with us until he is 40 years old.

The five-year-old with the 13-year-old attitude, who has a dictator's personality, asks you to watch her all the time and say "hold on" to keep your attention, and will someday come home on the back of some dude's motorcycle with 10 tatts and a body piercing or two.

The man of the house, the fixer of things, the winner of prizes, and the only person in his family to escape the South.