Sunday Snowball Fights

This morning we woke to another beautiful sunrise. The children all slowly woke and made their way to the kitchen for breakfast (except the younger two who are always up at the crack of dawn).

 I've started sending the older two boys in a few minutes early with Gramma and Grampa so I don't have to stress about getting them there on time to get ready to pass the sacrament. Getting everyone ready and making sure a newborn is fed is always a feat before leaving for church.

We made it to church with ten minutes to spare, but Lily had her tights on inside out AND backwards and both of her shoes were on the wrong feet. I spent the majority of my time in sacrament meeting passing the baby between the children who were begging to hold him and keeping Fin and Joe from starting a round of fisticuffs right in the middle of services!

We had the Elders out for dinner and moments after they arrived they headed out back with the children for a snowball fight! As I finished prepping dinner I glanced out the window to see them kneeling in the snow (in their suit pants nonetheless) making snowballs and pelting the boys with them. Everyone was laughing! It has been so fun to have Elders in the ward again and the timing couldn't be more perfect. Later in the evening one of the older boys commented, "I can't wait to be a missionary." It filled my heart.

All in all, a relatively wonderful Sabbath was had!