Sunday, a Good Day

Sunday used to be a day I looked forward to. Recently, I have dreaded Sundays. Sundays have turned into a power struggle between Calahan and me. He doesn't like to sit in church and has discovered that if he screams at the top of his lungs (and he's got some serious lung power), I will take him out of the chapel. And so he screams and screams and screams. Disruptive and embarrassing screams.

No dreading today. Today was a great day.

Cal and I started out the morning by making treats for Chris' EQ lesson.

(In the unlikely case that some from the EQ is reading this, know that Calahan did not contaminate your treat; this photo was taken after your treat was already in the oven)

Then, Cal actually behaved most of the first hour. A few squirms and attempted escapes, but no screaming or running. As a matter of fact, we even heard the talks today. Cal and I spent some time last week selecting pages from the Friend magazine to color and then made the Reverent Book we found in last August's issue. These and some fruit snacks seemed to help this time.


The day got better. Everyone in the family went down for a nap at the same time after church!

Still better. Chris got up when Crewe woke up and fixed a scrumptious homemade dinner all on his own. I didn't lift a finger except to pick up my fork and enjoy. Wow, I love that guy.


For our dessert, we had yummy, guilt-free ice cream sandwiches. Not bad for a low-cal, low-fat treat.

Afterwords we just hung out and enjoyed being together. Chris read the boys books and Cal dragged us all into the living room to play the piano and sing.

More Sundays like this and I'll be looking forward to them again.