Thankfully, the church was well-heated, so aside from our quick trot from the car into the building, we didn't have to suffer the cold too badly. In fact, I think Madeleine found the chilly air invigorating, because she was bursting full of energy all through today's service. While Julia sat down in the front row like a perfect angel with the other Sunday school children, Madeleine was extremely... um... rambunctious up in the choir loft with me. When she wasn't pulling half-drunk Dunkin' Donuts iced coffees out of the trash or climbing around underneath the pews, she was taking bounding jumps off of the top riser step or standing atop chairs to better see the church congregation below. Best of all, she decided it would be fun to play a game of hide-and-seek in the stairwell outside of the choir loft. Let's see if anyone can find Madeleine:
*Just in case* it's not GLARINGLY obvious where she is, I'll give you a close-up:
After taking her downstairs for Communion, I decided to have a little talk with her before heading back to the loft.
ME: Madeleine, if I take you back up to the choir, it means no more goofing around. Can you behave up there?
MADELEINE: (nodding)
ME: Okay. So can you just sit and eat your bread and look at a book?
MADELEINE: (solemnly and honestly) No.
At least she was truthful.
Thankfully, there was one thing that got her to sit still and quietly for a few minutes. She got her hands on a book. No, not any of the lift-the-flap books I brought along (she shunned those, as well as the My Little Ponies and Polly Pockets I packed). Instead, she chose to sit and flip through the Liturgy book, written in Greek, with no pictures and nothing of particular interest to an illiterate child. But hey, whatever works!
She is now upstairs in her crib babbling and whooping away through her "nap."
It's gonna be a looooong afternoon, folks...
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