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Preacher's Kids

You know, children are children and the preacher's children are no exception. I got so tickled at my little ones last night. The FisherMan preached a great sermon out of Proverbs on the heart but as all mothers know, when you have your children you are listening out of one ear and mothering out the other!
Here are a few little tidbits from last night to show you what I mean.

Cornbread was in rare form last night and kept trying to give "fist bumps" to everyone behind us...all the way back.
He also played the eyes, ears, nose, hair, etc game with me, his sisters....and everyone else behind us. Oh, and who can forget the bellybutton at which time he stood up in my lap, raised his shirt over his head, and made delightful squeals?
You've heard of the amen corner? Well, he has learned to say "Roll Tide" and was proud to proclaim it.
Towards the end FlowerChild lost interest and I looked down to see she was swaying, snapping her fingers, and singing under her breath. I didn't know the song. Apparently it was an original work, something about chocolate and pizza.
We had a fly tormenting us throughout the service. LadyBug repeatedly tried to catch it as Mama repeatedly attempted to calm her strange antics. Finally I glanced down to see the unassuming fly resting happily on my injured foot. There sat LadyBug with a determined look on her face, her bright, pink sparkly slipper raised high above her head.

Oh, my babies, LOL.

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  1. Hi there!
    You more than likely won't forget this special time with your children and how they entertained themselves through the sermon.

    Later on, it's these moments that will be a put a big smile on your face and I think it will make you chuckle even then.

    Autumn blessings to you,
    d

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  2. I want you to know that while I was reading this, I was getting some very strange looks. I couldn't help laughing outloud at those silly children. They are too precious.
    Once Cornbread gets started on those fists bumps, there's no stopping him until he's gotten to everyone--TWICE!!!
    I love when he wants to give Chicken Little fist bumps. He wants to "fist bump" her and she want to give him slobber kisses!!!
    The stories we'll tell on them if Flowerchild's predictions are accurate!!!!

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  3. Oh, I remember those days. We used to have a house-church, and used our dining room "Captain's" chairs to sit in. During the sermon (I did the music) our youngest, about 5 or 6, managed to get the whole end of the chair arm in his mouth. Don't know how he did it.

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  4. Deanna,
    How I wish I had a photographic memory so I wouldn't forget a single moment! I still laugh when I think of the silly things my oldest did and said throughout the years!

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  5. Mama Hen,
    Oh, you are so right, the stories we'll tell! They are both so cute!

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  6. Mary,
    It can be hard to keep a straight face at times! I can only imagine how funny that was!

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  7. You must post about how you keep your children in church with you! I have tried a few times on Sunday nights or Wednesday nights and I end up leaving with one of them screaming. Please HELP!!

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  8. Shana,
    I will have to do that. Let me think on it. :) Every child is certainly different. We have our share of slipping out in a 'not so unnoticed" way too LOL!

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