Monday, July 4, 2011

Walk of Shame

I don't know if it was the supernaturally loud toot Calvin worked out during the sermon, or my uncontrollable giggles that got us shooed out of church yesterday. Or maybe it's because it happened twice. They do ask you to keep your children quiet and if they become distracting to others to please remove them from the service. I guess the fact that all the heads I could see were turned in our direction qualifies as a distraction. The usher didn't come and ask us to leave. The preacher didn't call us out from the pulpit and asked us to remove ourselves. It was my husband making the not-so-subtle gestures for me to get up and leave, his sister was making them too. So I did. I made the walk of shame, removing myself and my distracting child from church. It's definitely not the first time we've been removed, but it is the first time we've been removed for that reason.

1 comments:

  1. I remember right after I had my little guy there was a lull in the sermon and, of course, he decided that was the second he was going to fill his diaper at record speed. Everyone within 4 rows of us turned around. I couldn't help but laugh.

    Hey, it happens. :)

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