When we lived in Connecticut, we belonged to the United Methodist Church in our home town. When we moved to Pennsylvania life was hectic and we were unable to attend services. It’s hard when you work weekends.
Things have calmed down a smudge. I took the three younger girls and Grandma to church this past Sunday morning. I was a bit nervous bringing a toddler to church. I did not know how she would behave as it was her first time going.
Melanie sat when it was time to sit. When it was time to stand, she stood up too. She had her snack and looked at her book. I was very impressed as she did not scream her face off. Everyone loved having her there and asked if we were coming back next Sunday. I said absolutely.