Is it just me or do Sundays seem really long, yet short at the same time? Jeff and I are now in the nursery and I'm not so sure that being the Y.W.'s president was that bad, now. Holy Beans! There are a few kids that are just all over the place. We have so many kids, that they actually have split up the nursery into two groups. The older kids and the younger kids. We have the younger (so, of course, we don't see Braxton.) Anyway, in the younger groups there is probably 8 kids. I think Jeff and I are just lab mice doing an experiment to the bishopric. If they could only see us. We are running around constantly. NON-STOP! Some kid is standing on a chair, so I go over there to help him sit down - Jeff is grabbing a crayon from another kid saying, "yucky, you don't want to eat that." Than as we turn around we see the energetic one of the group climbing into the kitchen cupboards. Agggghhhhh! Are we sure that Sunday is supposed to be a day of rest?
So, when we usually get home from church it is about 4:30. I had dinner all prepared, it just needed to go into the oven for about 45 minutes. We turned on a favorite video for Braxton and before we knew it, he is out cold. Even though he is getting big - I still love to watch him sleep. He has always slept with his mouth open wide. It is so cute, drool and all. He just seems so precious when he is sleeping soundly
I think Jeff and I felt the way Braxton looks in this picture by the end of this Sabbath!.
That is just another day in our crazy Cragun life!
