My kids are already getting to the age when they don't want to get up and get ready to go to church. I do remember when I was a little girl thinking the same thing, only because I wanted to sleep in on the weekend. It is probably because Jack hates to wear button-up shirts and "cold pants" as he calls it (he thinks all pants that aren't stretchy or sweatpants are cold on his skin). Audrey moved up to the older class this year, so she gets mad because they don't have snacks like the Preschool room. Of course, when I pick them up when church is over, they always are talking non-stop about how much fun they had, especially Audrey. No matter how much they fuss and argue on Sunday morning, I will do everything I can to make sure we regularly attend church because church means all things most important in our lives. Relationship with God and relationship with Christians. I am not perfect, and I know my kids aren't either, but I will do my best to instill in them what my parents did for me. Here is a picture from last Sunday when we were getting ready to go. Aren't they precious?
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