So it's been a crazy kind of weekend. Leave it to Abbie to remind me what it's all about. Today I took her to Sunday school at 9 followed by children's mass at 10:30 and she stayed with me during the noon mass where I was singing with the choir. I was prepared, back pack with a snack, crayons, paper and plenty of stuff to do. She was so good, quiet, respectful and I was so glad she was being so good. She slid me a drawing she had spent a LOT of time on, it was a picture of me and she had written -no one could love me the way you do mom- I was really glad I had some tissue in my purse.
It was a long time at mass, but I left with the perfect message.