Yep, I'm a dork!

For whatever reason, my kids are better behaved when we sit on one of the first few pews in Sacrament Meeting. This week, we happened to be on the very front row. Not my personal favorite... but the kids really were pretty well behaved for the most part. I was a little hesitant to sit up front, because the last time we did, Greg was home with a sick Sarah, and I had to leave Sacrament Meeting twice. That means four trips up and down the aisle, and I really am not narcissistic at all, and have no desire to parade myself around for everyone to see. Well, I figured that today shouldn't be too bad since Greg was there to help, and we did pretty well, until the closing prayer. Rachel decided that she needed to climb under the bench, and as I reached down to pick her up, I scratched her from elbow to shoulder. She let out a shriek of bloody murder just as they were getting ready to pray. We were sitting next to the funeral door, so I thought I would just slip out there during the prayer. Unfortunately, there obviously hasn't been a funeral in our building since all of the snow storms, and as I pushed the crash bar to go outside, I hit a snow bank, and tumbled out into the snow. Yes, it was entirely unladylike, and embarrassing in the extreme. I had several people ask me if I was injured, and I had to respond, "Only my pride." And others told me that if they were in my shoes they would have just walked home and called it a day.--I guess I'm just a glutton for punishment, 'cause I came back for Gospel Doctrine :)