Yay! We got to go back to church!

This Sunday we went back to church for our first time post-delivery.  It was so nice to get back! 

Saturday night I bathed the children, laid out clothes, and did all the advance prep-work that was possible.  As I was doing these things, Eli and I were chatting about going to church the next day.  He was so excited that we were going...only he didn't get that we were going Sunday rather than Saturday night.  Tears were shed at bedtime because he wanted to go to church NOW.

Sunday morning we all got up and ready to go.  Of course a photo shoot was a must as it was baby Kate's first trip to church!  Here's one of my favorites:

Kate's in her cutesy giraffe dress from MawMaw Darlene and hair gear from Aunt Abby.  Eli got to wear his cowboy boots.  The child loves his boots. 

The hubby & I enjoyed big church--Kate went with us but slept through it.  Eli very much enjoyed the "lion" class.  They learned about Zaccheus; he's currently Eli's favorite Bible character.  We sing about him in the tub and car, at the table during mealtimes, and whenever he requests it--which is often.

Daddy Scott requested Pizza Hut for lunch.  We've been wanting to try the sauceless pizza dipping stick thingies.  There were two of these, and they were GOOD!

Eli requested chocolate milk, but they had none.  Neither did they have white milk, juice, fruit punch, or anything "kid friendly."  So Eli got to have his favorite drink:  sweet tea.  This made him exceptionally happy.

I looked down and cracked up when I saw this:

How funny is he?  While he cut up and chowed down, Kate slept through it all.

Our first trip back to church was wildly successful & enjoyable.  Yay!

Lingering thought of the day:  Today I had an angioma (sp?) removed from my cheek.  I'm just vain enough for it to drive me absolutely and utterly crazy.  I thought I was too bothered by it until my dermatologist took three pictures of it.  At that point, I realized it really was a monstrosity (& I'm not 100% vain).  Both of my babies came with me and were in the stroller for two and a half hours.  Neither of them fussed, asked to get out, or gave anyone any grief at all.  They are fabulous--both of them.