After talking about it for several weeks, we finally took Jack to his first Church Service this past Sunday. We've been looking forward to seeing if he liked it as much on the outside as he did on the inside. When Jack was Lonnie, he loved going to church and would do a few somersaults every time the choir started up.
His Sunday best consisted of shorts and a polo, but they let him in anyway. We sat in the back in case he started to...well...do anything besides sit there and be quiet because it is a pretty quiet service. We made it about 3/4 the way through and Jack started up his Ric Flair cooing. For the sake of our neighbors, Stacey took him out to the entryway to watch the remainder of the service via cctv.
Jack may not have been as enthusiastic as he was in utero, but all-in-all it was a pretty successful trip. Stacey and I got some much needed churching and Jack didn't cause a scene. Hopefully we can repeat it again next Sunday.
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| Yes, his head has grown a Stacey |
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| Passed out at post-church breakfast |
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