Sundays...

I have a new appreciation for young mothers and children at church. I thought church was rough with Cohen as a one year old, but to now have a 7 month old and a 2 1/2 year old, church is hard. Each week it turns into a game of trying to keep Cohen occupied with treats, books, toys, milk, and more treats...and that is to only get through Sacrament. Then it is on to nursery which isn't much better because Cohen refuses to let me leave him alone. I am not trying to be an over protective mother either. I truly have left him several times and it always ends the same with Cohen crying and breaking out one way or another.

I love our new ward meeting, but the handles are too easy for young ones to escape. Cohen has explored many ways of breaking out of nursery. I will share a few for your enjoyment. The first happened a few months back when his teacher keep blocking the door from him. Using his best problem solving skills, he choose the window for his escape. I mean I don't blame him. Being lock up in a ten by eight room isn't easy for anyone. Just a little FYI for the story, I was in the room about 3 feet a way when this happened. One minute he was playing with a car on the chair. The next he jumped on the chair and flew out the window. Luckily, a nice leader saw the jail break escape and grabbed his leg before his face met the cement outside.

Another nursery escape story happened just last week. During snacks and coloring, Cohen was the only child that had to continually walk around the room. He walked at least 30 laps during the 45 minutes we were there. During his laps around the table, every few minutes he would check to find me in the room. If I wasn't watching (and sometimes when I was), he would make an escape. The first time I wasn't too mad. I figured he is two and needs a little break out of the room, but after the 3rd going on 4th time I was DONE! Mind you, the 4th time he made it out the nursery door, through the main entrance door, and was about to enter the parking lot when I frantically caught up with him. His timing couldn't have been any better because the 1:00 Ward was just walking in for Sacrament and held many doors open up people. Little did they know that a two year was breaking out during that exact moment. Sadly, I gave up. I took him home and put him down for a nap. It truly was my only sanity for the day. Good thing I love Cohen more than anything in the world and still continue to take him each week along side Talon (who is still as sweet as ever). Otherwise, I don't think I could do this week after week!