Because every Sunday (in my dreams)we get to church 15 minutes early, and we walk in a nice little line reverently to our family pew (actually we got booted out of the one we like because the dad of the other family comes early and saves the pew now for his family - so we either sit on the front row or the one behind them and I'm really angry about it haha).
Then my children sit perfectly still while their dad is on the stand because he's in the bishopric and I play the organ.
Actually, I don't think we do too bad most of the time especially since I have to get everyone ready on my own every Sunday.....and I have teenagers. (If you think my teenagers are helpful on Sunday you are VERY WRONG!! They are the ones that make us late more often than not!)
And my kids are mostly pretty darn good at church.
Sunday mornings at our house are actually kind of funny.
I'm sure people think I'm exaggerating but it really feels like I'm running around with ribbons and combs and tights and flowers flying every which way as I rush to get my 5 younger girls ready.
Inevitably someone loses something and I am yelling for everyone to search for it or I'm getting upset with someone for not having their stuff all ready the night before.
We do play nice music to help keep a nice calm mood.
This last Sunday was a nightmare.
(all I'm going to say is I'm amazed I didn't break my whole body, and my children are really rude to laugh at their mother,)
Even though I had to play the organ we walked in right at 10:58 (church starts at 11:00) and we delayed the start of the meeting.
Even worse was that Elli wanted ME and NOONE else.
She was totally crying as someone brought her in.
I was playing prelude and was trying to mouth to someone to take her out.
She didn't want to leave and she was starting to cry REALLY LOUD at this point!
I COULD HAVE DIED!
The only thing that made it better was looking down at several of the families that we have come to love and they were laughing......not at me but at the funny situation.
I am totally ok with them not thinking I'm super mom!!
someday my daughters will all be able to do their own hair
someday when my Sunday mornings are calm and peaceful, I will miss having all my kids getting ready for church in the same house