seriously busy Sunday

I got called to substitute teach the Preschool Sunday School class, and though I had planned to sleep in just a bit, Dennis is still set for Daylight Savings Time. Even so, he didn't force me out of bed until 7:45. He visited me several times prior to then, but 7:45 is when he insisted that he was starving and just had to have his breakfast! He didn't eat much of his breakfast, and so he and the others in his class reached a point where they nearly staged a coup, demanding for me to go and get them a snack because they were SO hungry. I held my position, though, and I heard later that when they got to their children's service that the teacher rewarded them for good behavior with Skittles. I bet they worked extra hard for those, given that they were so hungry!

I dashed out between Sunday School and church to get snacks for our function afterward, and I made it back just in time for the service. I dashed out again to collect Dennis from his children's service in time for Communion, which he'd asked to attend. I opened his classroom door and he hopped up, asking "is it time for Communion?". Then he RAN to the sanctuary, threw open the door, and dashed to the front pew. He sat there beside Uncle Denny and folded his hands in a prayer position as he listened to the Communion readings and prayer. He solemnly walked up with me and took the elements. When we returned to our seat, he whispered conversationally "the blood tasted like wine today!". Though I assured him it was grape juice, he repeated "well, it sure tasted like wine." To my knowledge, he's not tasted wine, but I know he's smelled it.

After the service, I was in charge of the Christmas ornament painting party, and Dennis helped me host (when he wasn't busy painting). And then he helped me clean up our Sunday School classroom and do my Walmart run. At Walmart, we were passing the floral department when he said "those are sure pretty flowers--I think we should get some for Gran. She's been sick, and I want to get her red roses to help her feel better." He picked up a big bouquet (expensive), and I had to downsize his thoughtfulness just a bit. So he chose a small bouquet (and gave it a sniff test). We got a text message from Gran that she was at Walmart, so we quickly paid for the roses and Dennis ran out to present them to her. I love his thoughtfulness!

We spent the rest of our afternoon resting! It was a BUSY day!