Sunday, December 18, 2011

Waumba Land

Tad is working today so Mark Henry and I had big plans to go to church. I picked out a red plaid collared shirt for him to wear since it's Christmas week. I made fun of myself because I ironed it, thinking, "Geez, I'm ironing my 3 month old's clothes. How OCD. This is too much." Hey, it was wrinkled, okay? (And I'll admit, I wanted a crease in the sleeve. Don't hate.) Well, I guess MH thought it was too much too because as I was changing his diaper right before we left, he proceeded to pee ALL OVER THE SHIRT. In shock, I said "Ahhhhh!" and he started laughing. I couldn't believe it. Little stinker. Oh, well. For a split second I thought about leaving the darn thing on him since I had worked so hard to get it ready. I mean, I don't iron. lol. In the end, he sported an "I love Mommy" onesie with jeans and a Christmas bib. We'll try the Christmas outfit again next week. :)

Today was his first real time in Waumba Land, the church nursery. He went a couple of weeks ago for about 20 minutes while we went to the baby dedication orientation, but I'm not really counting that. I knew it was time to put him in there because Tad and I were both having a hard time focusing on the service when we sat in the baby section with him. I think we both would hold our breath hoping he wouldn't cry, and almost every time one of us would have to walk out with him because he'd wake up and start crying or cooing. The last time I went by myself, he started jabbering loudly and one of the staff members was about to kick me out. Haha. But I was already on my way to go out into the foyer. Yep, time to take the kid to the nursery! Of course, he did great. Someone rocked him for a bit and then he napped. I love Waumba Land and can't wait for him to get a little older and start learning about Jesus. Their goal is to teach them: "God made me, God loves me, and Jesus wants to be my friend forever." How sweet is that? Tad sings him "Jesus Loves Me" several times a day and Mark Henry just stares at him. I have to keep the tears from coming every time.

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