The Puddles

It seems if we don’t have Sunday school to get us up and moving, we have a really hard time making it to church on time.  Shame on us.  This mortifying act is especially embarrassing since we traditionally sit in the front row at church.  So you know when we are missing . . . or late.

Today we got up on time. We were ready to go, but we stopped and had a tea party.  Yes. A tea party.  Ainsley had set up this wonderful tea party in her room last night.  She expected us to attend the party last night, but we just didn’t get all of our chores done in time.  So I had promised that we could do it Sunday morning since we didn’t have Sunday school due to the Christmas break.  I had promptly forgot my promise until this morning when Miss A bonds up to me and says, “I can’t wait for our tea party this morning!!  I am going to go get ready quick so we can get started.”  Ugh. I had forgotten.  But with that sweet smile and the skipping down the hall to get dressed, how could I turn her down?  You can’t.

So Madie, Ainsley, and I had a cup of tea with Ainsley’s daughter.  Complete with a recorder recital from Ainsley, crowns, and pleasant conversation.  It was magical as always.  So I know that most of the people at church who saw us slink in the back door thought we were just being lazy and not able to get up on time (or they didn’t notice at all which is probably closer to the truth.)  We were late because we were having a magical and glorious and fabulous tea party.  The Puddles are growing up so fast and I know that there won’t be many more years of this and that makes me sad. These moments are the best part of getting to be a mom, and I am truly grateful for that.