Easter Sunday

First, let me say how great it was to be in church on Easter, reciting the Nicene Creed, and taking communion with a group of Christians 18,000 miles away from home. Refreshing, for sure.

The heat was incredible. The church is fan-cooled, and we maximized our comfort by sitting right next one. Unfortunately it was accidentally unplugged not 5 minutes into the service by a rambunctious kid (but not ours). Luanne and I exchanged a horrified look, and the sweat started rolling down our faces. We tolerated it for less than 5 minutes before I got up and rummaged through a pile of 30 year old extension cords to get it going again.

The kids weren't horrible, but they weren't model citizens either. Noah sat still pretty well with only a few bathroom breaks. Micah was either climbing the pew in front of us or sitting on the floor or running away if he got out of arms' reach. The whole mess was held together by about 5 rolls of peppermint lifesavers, which Micah felt the need to constantly share with us - once they had already been in his mouth. Kind of nasty, but he's persistent, and how can you say no to this?