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It is nearly impossible to take my son in public now without him having a complete fit and collapsing to the floor in a crying heap. OK, maybe I can deal with it in a grocery store, the doctor's office, and even the tire place, but at church?
Yesterday we went to Palm Sunday services (Entry Into Jerusalem) at our Ukranian-Greek Catholic Church.
Anyone who knows what a Divine Liturgy is like might see right off the bat what I mean.
No pews!
All sung!
Candles everywhere!
This of course translates to freedom/boring/curiosity to a two year old.
It all started right off the bat. I ask myself each time why I "waste" my time. My husband was serving (subdeacon) so no help there. My son Ephraim walks in to a service already started and immediately sees daddy and SHOUTS his name over the singing, charging through the iconostasis door. Women technically are not really supposed to be back there, even more so if there is a service. Adam thankfully grabs him and sends him off. Candles! On a candle stand like that light we have at home that he likes to topple over! He runs after that, starts swinging it. I grab him and he screams bloody murder, over the singing.
That's it, I take him outside, but not before he slams an open, locked door shut (Make sense? Someone unlocked the door but will lock when shut) finally I come back inside and a parent approaches me and tells me not to worry about him running around and causing a ruckus. Uh huh.
On another note, work is busy. Somehow I made it from picture framing, to picking out fabrics and technical drawing, to training High School co-op students. This poor girl. She came in today to begin working with us at the gallery. The Boss was, as usual, nowhere to be found. She is interested in design. I am a picture framer. I am not going to train someone who is not interested, how to cut moulding with a power saw, cut glass and mats, and order frames.
This girl told me how excited she was to travel around with The Boss, and meet clients. Now she will be stuck cleaning and answering phones...