Sunday

Sunday mornings used to start later for me, seeing the sun rise at this time of year still seems a bit early to be up. But hey ho. 

A busy day, with toddler football first thing then straight to church. I've now become that person in the church with the amusing toddler, though I do fear we/she irritates some people but I would gladly invite them to try and keep her quiet themselves.

Today's gems included her shouting out "mum, I don't want to be quiet" and when a soloist in the choir sang the beautiful introit we got "mum, that man is singing all by himself....the man, look mum the man!" Part of me cringes inside and desparately look for the quickest way to keep her quiet or escape the church! The other part figures that "all are welcome" really does mean all are welcome! And shes right, why should she be quiet really! 

Quiet rest of the day, ending with a brilliant dinner at mum's!