Super Sweet Sunday

Well we did it.  We took Hardin to church this morning for Palm Sunday, and we all made it out just fine.  We went a little early to check out the nursery and make sure H was comfortable.  Let's just say Jason would have rather stayed in the nursery with super sweet, very pretty, but very teenage, Victoria.  The lady that runs the nursery was already holding another baby, so I passed H man off to the youngin.  He just loved her. 

While I held on to that little pager for dear life waiting for it to vibrate, I managed to thoroughly enjoy the service.  There were 13 sixth graders being confirmed, and one of them happened to be my friend Jill's nephew.  It was great to see her and her amazing mama.  A hand full of them spoke about what they had learned in their confirmation class, and what being a Christian means to them.  One boy got to me.  He said the most important thing he learned was that it should be obvious to the world that he is a Christian through his actions.  Truer words have never been spoken, and it is always nice to have a reminder.  

Hardin hung out with daddy this afternoon while I went to Katie's bridal shower.  I just love how much that girl loves being a bride.  Then we sat in his floor and went through all of his clothes, again.  I'm starting to think I'm not going to like doing that as often as it is necessary, but I can't stand reaching into his drawer and pulling out three things that are too small before finding a good one! 

Yes, I chopped my hair off this week.  No, I haven't learned how to style it by myself yet.