we went to church today.
k leaned on one side of me
and made a TON of noise with
color wonder markers.
noise i didn't even know was possible.
g leaned on the other side of me,
that boy is getting heavy!
he quietly complained that he.was.bored.
47 bajillion times.
so as i knelt to pray,
a familiar song popped into my head...
"s.o.s. please someone help me."
what's your sunday confession?
the confessional is open.
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am taking the kids to yet another flea market tomorrow b/c i'm too chicken to venture a museum or some place with actual culture, meaning, or purpose.
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