All by myself...

Since Kallie had croup over the weekend, Ryan and I decided that I would stay home from chuch on Sunday while he took Whitney to church. Well, Sunday morning came and Ryan wasn't feeling too hot, so we decided that I would go to church instead. When the time came to go, Whitney was ready for a nap--so I got to leave her home, too--and I went to church with only my scripture bag. It was a weird feeling!

I decided to sit next to the 1st Counselor's wife, Elisabeth--who has 3 darling boys, including a baby she usually needs to take out and feed during the meeting. So, I thought I'd help out with her cute boys. Between answering questions and keeping track of both of them, I honestly didn't hear a word of sacrament meeting. And then, when there were about 10 minutes left, the 2 daughters of a girl I visit teach, (who are also friends with the little boys), came back to sit with us. So, by the end of the meeting, Elisabeth and I were keeping 5 kids quiet and busy.

I really don't mind at all that I don't remember much from sacrament meeting. I figure that I usually get to listen, so on days like that, I can help someone else enjoy the meeting. And, next time I go alone, I'm taking a fully-stocked diaper bag--just in case.