I decided we were finally going to do it. Today is the day we were going to be rolling into church 45 minutes late. We are not the super-late kind of people. We might squeak in during the opening hymn, but we’re not those people who blow off all of Sacrament Meeting. Are you one of those people? We have several in our ward.
I was incredibly tired last night so I informed Mister of my plan. “I’m going to sleep in tomorrow!” I announced. “I’ve had it with 9 am church. I don’t care how late we are. We’re going to be one of those families that shows up ten minutes before it ends. I’m so excited!”
I felt positively illicit as I went to bed.
Aaaaaaand, I woke up two hours before church started. Full of vim and vigor. And three of the children were already awake.
So apparently the Lord wants me to go to church on time after all.