Monday, May 31, 2010

We always feel so optimistic when we enter the chapel. Everyone beautifully groomed, potty-ed and had their drink. Carefully sitting in the order that will most encourage reverence. On the second row so they actually notice the presence of a speaker.

Julia sits on my lap. Sure, she’s too old for this, but this ensures that one of the kids is fully out of the action because she snuggles down and is essentially motionless during the duration. She and I sit direct in front of the podium. Miri & Jacob must not sit together. Mike courageously tackles Paul, and Seth & Jared anchor the aisle seats as reverse bouncers.

I first noticed this Sunday might be out of the ordinary when the speaker kept staring at Julia, would wrench her eyes away, and then irresistibly be drawn back. When I peered around her face I saw that she had smuggled some large green glasses in, with rotating lights that flashed red and green, and was staring at the speaker.

Paul, never stellar in SM, was feeling particularly feisty. After a successful glasses theft, he was silent for a few minutes while he practiced turning them on and off. In a sneaky speedy move he threw the glasses in front of the podium, fell onto his belly and speed scooted out to “retrieve” them. Final freedom grin!

From his anchor spot, Jared charges to the rescue, using the sports skills he’s been carefully honing. Keeping the glasses in play, he scoops them up and, in one fluid motion, does a beautiful l scooping lateral pass to Mike over the bench and tackles Paul. Triumphant, he brings Paul back to the fold. We only go downhill from here, if possible.

Our 1st councilor says he likes to watch the faces of parents exiting SM, howling kids in tow. Most look resigned. Some, happy to escape. Some rolling eyes that their wife thought their kid even needed to exit. He said Mike’s face was pure righteous anger. Paul’s grand finale: grabbing Seth’s mechanical pencil and doing a deep arm stab on Miriam, leaving her quietly sobbing into my shoulder, with Julia indignantly wondering where her nice glasses had gone.

Some of our talks were a bit slow this week. Good thing the whole congregation had the Dixon Variety Show to watch front and center.

And we can’t wait to go back next week and do it all over.

6 comments:

twoplustwins said...

Cecily,
I am always happy to know that we are not the only family to perform a three-ring circus during SM. I should sit in the front with the kids but when it is just me most of the time I prefer the backish seat where we disturb the least number of people and in the end get the least number of glares... Thanks for sharing your adventures, it helps me laugh at my own experiences!
Kim

Grandma's Musings said...

Thanks for sharing, Ceci. Have you thought about how the bishopric must appreciate your keeping them awake? Just have Dixons handy, and problem solved. I get to watch a lot of drama from my music director's vantage point, which mostly makes me grateful I'm a grandma. Dad once wrote in his history about the ward Christmas program I had directed. He claimed he barely won a three-rounder in the second row, accompanied by the ward choir. I don't suppose any of you remember being there...

Jules said...

You know what's so sad? I sat by myself in sacrament meeting this week. Our sacrament meetings are so BORING now. They ALL tell you to enjoy it while it lasts. The problem is that you can't and it doesn't. Although I count your blog spot as an expression of enjoyment.

Gillian said...

This week we went to church in PA, and our side pew was CONNECTED TO THE WALL!! It was great to only have one exit (side pews in Rochester are not connected to the wall).

Jonathan made a sympathetic face when he read about poor Miriam.

Champs de Ble Weeds said...

We are grateful Miriam is healed, we all feel for you. Can't figure out when you posted. I check with high hopes often. I guess I had given up. It is a good thing someone comes to church to help people remember why they are there! Families are the best! If we didn't have the families, we would all sleep through the meetings.

Marianne said...

Ha Ha Ha...I laughed so hard reading this post. I'm sad I was home with sick kids that Sunday. I would have loved the show. :-) Don't give up or get discouraged, even on weeks like that. You are a great example and many look up to you for your diligence, perserverence, and positivity.