Just Another Manic Sunday

Yes, I said Sunday. Sunday is really the day of madness in my life. Monday's are a breeze. I think the stress revolves most of the time around church. I might have to go inactive until Dubs is three and can go to his own class. Here's why:

1. It doesn't matter what time church starts, it doesn't work for baby. It always falls during one meal time and nap time. I thought I had the meal time figured out today - I took a baggy FULL of snacks as well as a jar of apples. Dubs devoured the baggy of snacks the first hour (mind you, he ate a full meal before we left for church). By the third hour he was crazy. Feeling especially prepared, I whipped out those apples. Dubs would not eat them. BRAH!!

2. Dubs can not sit still for any length of time. In fact, I think his goal is to be as disruptive as possible. He likes to spend as much time as possible playing "I'll drop my toy and you pick it up" with the lucky family sitting behind us. When he bores of this, he crawls away looking for any purse or diaper bag to disassemble. Today he played peek-a-boo under the table cloth in Sunday school. To top it off, Dubs DOES NOT understand that if he nose dives off the pew he may seriously injure himself. I was prepared to intervene during his Spider Man manuever today when I caught his foot as he took a dive. Lucky for Spidey he only had a little rug burn on his forehead. Beats a broken nose!

3. I'm still working on the last 10 pounds of baby weight, which means most of my clothes don't fit quite right yet. A favorite dress of mine has buttons down the front and I forget that I can bust out of that dress in no time. I spent the better part of the day keeping myself buttoned up. Now I remember why I don't wear that dress.

There was one bright spot today, though. We celebrated Grandpa G's 85th birthday. 85!! Now there's a guy who has seen change happen. Happy birthday Grandpa!