Nine children. Put them all on a bench next to each other for an hour and then on top of that ask them to be quiet – you are practically asking for the impossible. Especially if there are toddlers involved!
My time at church is peaceful, quiet and super spiritual. Then I sit down! Yep, as soon as I sit on the pew the struggle begins. The baby wants me, the two year old demands me and the four year old just squeezes his skinny little body between me and whoever is next to me. I begin to sweat. I look down and see my daughters freezing. Seriously – are we in the same building?
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