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I went by myself to Atlanta. How did I get such a treat? It all started when, about a month and a half ago, Mark very nicely said, “It would be nice if you were just a little bit early to church, instead of 2 minutes late every single week.” Which I was – every week. They’d be saying “Welcome to Sacrament Meeting, our opening hymn is…” and here come the kids and me, tripping each other and arguing over whether THIS was the week I’d finally concede to sitting in the very back instead of our usual row, 5th and center.

So I got a little defensive. “You have no idea how hard it is to get 4 kids ready for church, when such-and-such happens, and so-and-so sleeps in and then yells at everyone and then insists on taking a shower etc blah blah blah…” I had lots to say. He said, “you know, people sit and chat before church starts, it’s kind of fun.” Well, I had no idea. That was definitely an incentive, but I really really was tired of getting to church angry with the kids and frantic about being late again. So. We’ve been targeting to leave a 1/2 hour early and then we end up leaving 15-20 minutes after that. Which still makes us early, so, hey. And I’m not all stressed out.

Back on track. From that conversation, I was saying how I wished Mark could see how it is to take care of the kids for 3-4 days in a row with no breaks. And he said, you need to take a trip. Voila – my trip to GA. I first stayed with Shauna and AJ, AJ has a new camera which Shauna, Wendy and I had a fun time playing around with.  More ridiculous pictures after the break.  And more on the trip in the next post, I need to run kids all over creation.

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