Life has been busier-than-busy lately. We are going a such a fast pace I can barely keep up. Judah has Driver’s Ed from 6:45-8:45 Monday through Wednesday. Then there is Boy Scouts and Webelos.
IEP meetings and parent teacher conferences. Doctors appointments and next week dental check-ups for six kids. 
Saturday Chuck and Sarah‘s husband took ten kids to the Trans-Siberian Orchestra in Seattle. My kids *loved* it. The tickets were provided to us by the Starlight Children’s Foundation. Starlight has been such an amazing blessing to our family. 
Chuck has been working hard and took the opportunity to relax with a book this Sunday afternoon. We had one child sick in the morning, so he stayed home with Tucker, Avi and Apollo.
I took the rest of the crew (read: eight children) to church. That would have been fine if it didn’t become very apparent during the service that another child was sick and we needed to leave STAT. After leaving three times and eventually vomiting, I knew it was time to take her home.
And that would have been fine, except there were nine of us, sitting very close to the front and we were faced with two options for leaving: down the center aisle or climbing over two adults and a young lady in a wheelchair. Which, really was no choice at all. So mid-sermon we all got up and left. Yes, mid-sermon. The kids were quite and respectful, but there is simply no way for us to leave inconspicuously. #largefamilyproblems
Once we were home we enjoyed a relaxing afternoon. We read. We sat cozy in front of a warm fire. Towers were build and zoos designed. Hats were knitted and pizza baked.
It was a good day.
Thanks for sharing Renee. I don’t always comment on your blog, but I do often enjoy reading it.
Such a mix of crazy and peaceful. I hope the sick ones are feeling better and the sickness passed over the rest of you. Hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving.
I had a similar problem Sunday! We always sit in the front of church and partway through the service my 4 year old got up into lap and was burning up with a fever. I thought she would just fall asleep on my lap and I would take her home after church. My husband is the pastor. Part way through the Reading of the Word she tells me she is going to throw up, now! So I hustle her out of the sanctuary, made it to the cry room and a trash can. She promptly vomits. I clean her up, apologize to three nursing moms and head back into my 6 other children and tell them we have to leave, now. So as quietly as we could we empty out the pew and file down the aisle in front of my husband in the pulpit who is totally confused as to why his whole family is walking out of church! Ah yes #largefamilyproblems!
So glad to hear we aren’t alone. My older children were mortified…