Emma (3) was very leery of going to church this morning, for some reason she has been a real “Momma’s Baby” over the last week. In order to get us all out the door (sort of on time) I told her she could go to big church with Mommy and Daddy, kind of hoping she would forget before we got there.
Of course she remembered, so we dropped her sisters off in their classes and found seats in the worship center. I had come prepared, with a clipboard, pens and a purse full of gum and I wasn’t too worried as Pastor Greg took the podium at Seacoast Church, that she would act up.
She sat with her hands primly folded in her lap for about sixty seconds before the fidgeting and extremely loud whispering began. “MOMMA, WHY IS HE TALKING?” she whispered loud enough for everyone in the balcony to hear. “MOMMA, I WIKE YOU NECK-WACE! IT SO COOT!” She kept on “whispering” until I finally offered her a piece of gum to give her something else to do with her mouth.
She happily chewed her gum and rolled the wrapper in her hands to make a little ball, which she promptly pitched over the balcony.
Oops!
My apologies to the random stranger she no doubt beaned in the head…maybe they thought it was God moving…
Her favorite part of the service was definitely snack time, i.e. communion, where she helped herself to a handful of bread. Thankfully for everyone in the balcony, she overlooked the community goblet.
