La Vida Loca De Flores

Each week Sacrament Meeting is pretty much an adventure for us...

Where will we sit, who will sit next to who (and this will change MANY times within the hour), who will have to go to the bathroom 2 minutes after the sacrament has begun, how many pieces of gum will be left in my bag and who will get upset because they have to split one, who will get a paper cut on the program, who will draw an inappropriate picture on the program, who will stab who with a pen, who will take 2 or 3 pieces of bread or spill the sacrament water on themselves or someone else, who will hit their head on the wooden part of the bench, who will mooch a snack from the people sitting behind us, who will have forgotten about their talk or scripture they are supposed to give in Primary, who will notice the Bishopric are all falling asleep, who will accidentally snort while trying to stifle a giggle and get us all (including the Bishopric) laughing during a totally inappropriate supposedly spiritual moment...?

All of these things I have come to know I will have to deal with each time I set foot in the chapel with my four trailing behind me. However, this week was a bit of a surprise...

It started out normal enough, with Jett having to go "get a tissue" about 2 seconds after the bread had begun to be passed, pointing animatedly at the "liquid" running from his nose, so I let him go although I truly did not see anything. So we made it through the sacrament fairly smoothly, at which time I pulled out some "mints" from my bag, which were actually Altoids Cinnamon, the "curiously STRONG mints" (which are actually really hot, which is why I like them!). I opened the tin, took my usual 2 and quietly passed the tin to each of the kids, offering them one also. Sierra took one, Kolt and Blaze each took one. Then, Jett took 4...AND put them ALL into his mouth at once!

I shook my head at him with that "you made a big mistake" church look and proceeded to turn back around to pay attention to the speaker. About 10 seconds later, out of the corner of my eye, I start to see the commotion of Jett waving his hands in front of his mouth and bouncing up and down in his seat...so as always the ever caring mother that I am, I leaned over and whispered, "You chose to put all of those in your mouth, now chew them up and get rid of them!" and then turned back around to attempt to pay attention to what was being said.

The next thing I know, I feel an urgent tap on my leg from Blaze...I look...he points to Jett...whose face is beet red, lips trembling, and eyes red and watering...and then he blurts out..."I need water!"...and this was NOT a whisper...and Sierra and Blaze start laughing uncontrollably as Jett rushes out of the chapel to go and get a drink, while I try to remain "mature" and NOT laugh, which was not an easy task! It was just too funny!

Thankfully, we made it the rest of the way through without incident, other than periodic fits of giggles from Sierra every time she thought about the look on Jett's face!!