hymnals and whatever else we think the pastor might know, and remembering to shower and put on a clean clerical. The Pastor's wife runs off copies of music that was lost, cooks the ham for the pot luck, finds some games for the kids, washes and irons the pastor's clothes, cassok and surplus, irons the baby's new dress, and frets endlessly about things that are not done, may never get done, and probably don't even NEED to get done!Add to this year of our Lord 2005, we have a BABY to worry about!! A very tired baby, I might add, who's been awakened from every nap she's had all weekend to go over to chruch to work on 'something'. Approximately five mintues after putting Eden in her adorable Christmas Eve dress, she spit up all over the red velvet. Al doesn't like the feel of velvet, so him holding her is even more limited than it normally would be on a Christmas Eve. Regardless, we pose for our annual 'tree' photo (there were several previous attempts, but the dog was always looking at the tree instead of the camera). And here is the result! Approximately two minutes after the Children's service, just before potluck, Eden has the messy diaper we've all been waiting for, smothers her new dress in it, and ends up in her ducky pajamas for dinner and candlelight service!
Christmas morning comes along and, after church, we throw a frozen lasagna in the oven and kick back in some comfy clothes to open gifts. Eden smiles for the camera, then gets set on the floor, immediately becoming fussy.
Gift opening is now postponed for a clean diaper (followed again by clean clothes), a bottle and a nap. Consequently, Eden misses all the festivities, ends up sleeping ALL day, only waking to eat and go back to sleep, and Al and I open gifts, pack the bags, the blazer and the day with tasks that only result in getting to go home for 'after' Christmas!
The train is scheduled to leave at 0130 and we all plan to be on it!!MERRY CHRISTMAS!
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