It is sad to say that I have found Sundays to be the hardest day of the week. Growing up I loved Sundays, you go to church, you come home and sleep, you make treats, you don't do much of anything. Now its is just a trial to see if you can all get to Church with out any marks on the girls. I swear to you that the minute they wake up and find out it is church day (that is what they call Sundays) they start to wale on each other. They fight me over baths, over what dress they are going to wear, and who gets to get ready first. Needless to say that buy the time I am ready to go to church, I am ready for the day to be over. Now in our ward we have around 150 kids between the age of 18 months -11 years old. So needless to say that Sacrament meeting is not quite like it was when I was growing up in an older ward. But you would at least think that with a 5,4, and 3 year old I should be able to sit through a whole meeting. Not the case. I think Cory likes to take one of the kids out that is acting up because once they are out they are good and he can hear. I really have to ask myself every Sunday why am I going today. I know why I'm going, I just wish I could feel the spirit more while I was their. You see after a wonderful time in Sacrament meeting I get to go into nursery with all the 18th month old kids. Today the lesson was on sharing, something the kids are not that great at. So while Cory was teaching the lesson, he asked the kids if they thought they could share. They all looked at him like he was some crazy person, and then went off to fight over the toy kitchen, and try and shut each others fingers in the microwave. I do love going to church, it's just sometimes I wounder why.
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I am soooooooooooooooooooooooooo right there with you!!!! Ever since Claire turned 15 months old I haven't been able to listen to an entire Sacrament meeting. We are just now getting to the point where we don't have to take anyone out EVERY Sunday. So many days I asked myself, "What's the point?" There is so much stress involved that it didn't seem worth it. I had to keep telling myself that, first of all, it's a commandment. Second, my kids will only learn by example and if they don't see how important it is to me to go to ALL of church, it won't be important to them. What makes is worse is that Chris is gone half of the Sundays working. So, I go at it alone. I keep a toy bag that's ONLY for church stocked with a set of crayons for each child (so there's no fighting). We also started a tradition last year where the kids get to pick what they get for after-church snack if they were good. If they weren't good, they get only carrots and stuff like that. The thing that helps the most, though, is the light system (green=good behavior, yellow=warning, red=forced nap after church). It will get better, I promise!!
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