101 Things to Do During a Dull Sermon

Day 298

Sunday morning service can seem like forever when you are a four-year-old redhead with squirmy tendencies.

Today I was sitting next to LeeAnn’s youngest.  He was randomly barking out numbers under the cover of one of the hymns, thinking no one could hear him.  It sounded like a quarterback calling plays.  Have I mentioned I adore her kids?

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