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baby therapy

Today was Sunday and today started out like many Sundays.   After a crazy attempt to get out of the house looking good and feeling prepared we arrived at church at 10:02am.   Church officially starts at 10.   The parking lot was full and I knew we’d have trouble finding seating.  Chris and Nicholas had arrived much earlier.   Chris was greeting people at the door and Nicholas had found himself a seat with some friends.  Just as I anticipated, I could not find a spot where myself and four of my children could sit.   We split up.   The girls sat two rows in front of us and the boys and I sat in the back row.   For some reason this arrangement  made me grumpy.   Not sure why.  But it did.

I grumped about about all the single people and older people without kids just spreading themselves out comfortably, so those of us with families could not fit in anywhere and stay together.     I grumped about seat saving.   I grumped that the church didn’t own enough chairs.    People were worshiping God all around me, while I grumped because I was 2 minutes late; which had the expected consequence of being unable to be with my family during church service.

The turning point of my day came when a young dad came in with 3 girls.   I know this family well, and I love them dearly.   But I was grumpy.   Still, very grumpy.  The little one, Bella, wanted to sit with me.   That little girl, a young toddler, melted all my grumpy away.   I love baby therapy.   I held her and I played with her and whispered in her ear and kissed her face and smoothed her hair and the world became good again.   Church became a fine place to be.   The boys became a delight to me.   All because a little girl, a baby, wanted to be held and give me some loving baby therapy.   It turned out to be a pretty nice day.   Thank you, Bella.

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