A few weeks before Evan's surgery and several weeks after we missed church. We had to keep Evan from the icky germs. I was not all that upset because Sacrament meeting had become awful. Most of the time both of us were out with a cranky kid so it was pretty much a wash out.
In the weeks that we have been gone Harry has matured enough that he is now able to stay in the chapel for the majority of the time. Evan also is seeming to be more willing to stay in when Harry stays in. Of course all this happens a mere two months before the time change in January. I am so ready for the nine to noon time slot. Get up go to church, get home and have lunch.
There is a bit of irony however. Today was fast Sunday (we skip two meals and then during the main meeting we have people from the congregation come up and speak briefly about their testimonies) and sometimes people get off track (well actually it is more like people frequently get off track). We had one nice lady go wandering in a big way. The worst part of it was that she did not speak much English so we had to hear her speak and then the translation. That was when I would have been happy to have the distraction of having a fussy child.