The Longest Hour of the Week

Wow!  The hour (or so) that we are at Mass on Sundays is definitely the longest hour of the week!!  Jack is just way too busy and talkative to be still and quiet for that long.  So we put on quite a show for those around us!  We really should charge for the entertainment.  I know it is just his age and that yes, this too will pass...but when??!!  Chad usually takes him out to the hallway where our little guy plays on the stairs and the ramp...which they call "the hill".  When Jack has had enough, Chad will say, "You ready to go to the hill?"  And out they go!  Last week, when the older kids went out for the children's liturgy of the word, Jack started throwing a fit because he wanted to go with Brendan.  So...I scooped him up to go out.  He started yelling, "I don't wanna go hell!"  (Of course, he was saying "I don't wanna go to the hill", but only Chad and I knew that)  I was laughing so hard, but I'm sure people thought I had told him "if you don't behave during Mass, you'll go to hell!" 

And that's just Jack.  The older kids do OK, but they start fighting over who gets to sit by Mommy...which gets interesting with 3 kids and only 2 sides of mommy to sit on!  Some day my kids will all sit at Mass like little saints and sing and participate!  Then I'm sure we will miss these days of Sunday entertainment and wrestling matches!  God bless us all...we're trying our best!