Two separate Sundays. Two separate methods to try to keep these girls quiet. Forget about helping them feel the Spirit or understand what is being said. Just hoping to keep them quiet enough to not distract those sitting two rows in front, behind, or to the side of us.
I’m sorry for the ones who sit just one row in front of us. Or behind us. Or to the side. Y’all get to enjoy the show Sunday after Sunday.
This is five minutes into the meeting and Daddy has miraculously wrangled both little tyrants onto his lap to color pictures in a teeny tiny notebook. Sacrament meeting went swimmingly that day, for fifteen minutes. Too bad the meeting lasts for one hour fifteen minutes.
Next day in question, we brought toy tractors on a complete whim from me as I was hurriedly throwing toys in the diaper bag, since our regular fare of books, lacing cards, snacks, pens, and coloring books was not working out.
And these happy faces made it all through the first half hour of sacrament meeting.
What am I going to have throw in the bag to make it all the way through the 75 minutes of quietude required?!