more often than i would like to admit, i have days(especially sunday) when i think my kids will be destined to live me forever. mostly because scarlett can't sit still for more than 30 seconds and reagan can be so laid back i need to check his pulse to make sure he is still with us. the yin and yang of children, complimentary opposites in a great whole.
however, today was the twilight zone. we were early for church. it took us less than the usual 5423 minutes to dress and get into the car. no one demanded snacks the entire sacrament meeting. both kids read books and shared them with each other. scarlett sat on my lap and wanted to be rocked like a baby. they were reverent while the sacrament was being passed. both only touched one piece of bread and one cup of water each. reagan and scarlett only made one trip out of the chapel, and that was for bathroom usage. no screaming about poop or the other child touching them. no rolling underneath the pews. no boogery nose wipes on my shirt. and then the earth skid off it's axis and the sky rained meatballs. it was that wild. a day that will live in infamy. in years to come when we are feeling especially crazy we will reflect upon march 28th, 2010 and try and remember just what we did differently this day.
and then i went to my new calling in primary(secretary again) and the earth righted itself. reagan pretended to have no spine while he barely endured sunday school and singing time. scarlett ran and squealed all the way to nursery and i could hear her "singing" from outside the door. and all was right in the world.