tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4802503037956877637.post461309284074748442..comments2024-01-20T06:48:41.885-05:00Comments on Baby Tea Leaves: LentilChristie O.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119774914469200174noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4802503037956877637.post-20324067416287451842009-02-27T15:35:00.000-05:002009-02-27T15:35:00.000-05:00We go every other week for sanity sake. There's a...We go every other week for sanity sake. There's an option to go either Sunday morning or Saturday evening and we sometimes go to the Saturday masses because they're shorter. We bring books for Elliot to look at or a few cars for him to push around. If it gets to be too much then we go out the back of the church so he can run up and down for a little while and then go back in for communion. Good luck to you.Michelle Fluttering Butterflieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08793681725475475156noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4802503037956877637.post-8147394998129998892009-02-27T11:20:00.000-05:002009-02-27T11:20:00.000-05:00The suggestion of crayons & paper is a great o...The suggestion of crayons & paper is a great one - but taking it a little further... I used to sit in church with my grandparents when I visited them. It was fun, because my grandmother always had tic tacs, the one and only 1 calorie breathe mint... :)<BR/><BR/>BUT - my grandmother would always have me draw what the pastor was talking about. So, if I heard "shepherd" during the sermon - I might start to draw a shepherd and some sheep and so on. I would do it right in MY OWN copy of the bulletin, which helped me learn to read and I could follow along. And, I loved singing so I would look in the bulletin to find the next time I got to stand up and sing. YAY!<BR/><BR/>I realize that at 3 this may seem impossible... but I don't remember a time when I was little NOT going to church or at least Sunday School! Plus - your 14 mo old is probably at a stage where he does things his older brother does... soooo... he may follow suit! <BR/><BR/>Good Luck!!Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09103748468965869307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4802503037956877637.post-48643185849006717102009-02-26T22:02:00.000-05:002009-02-26T22:02:00.000-05:00Best wishes! I've struggled sometimes, and other ...Best wishes! I've struggled sometimes, and other times have gone really well, and I'm not sure what the difference was... Something new like stickers, or finger puppets, or a board book. And ignore any dirty glances! I really don't get many, just lots of smiles.Mozi Esmehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16078786257885681829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4802503037956877637.post-28625724900708388892009-02-26T07:41:00.000-05:002009-02-26T07:41:00.000-05:00Happy Lentil!!!!!!!Happy Lentil!!!!!!!Anna Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09311927444151275799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4802503037956877637.post-34326902587721073062009-02-26T07:20:00.000-05:002009-02-26T07:20:00.000-05:00We always brought crayons and paper, quiet toys (c...We always brought crayons and paper, quiet toys (cars make a lot of noise when the roll them on the pew), books and the biggest thing of all....snacks. I kept them quiet by having them eat. But don't forget the drink. If you do, you'll here "I'm thirsty, I'm thirsty" at 10,000 decibels during the consecration. Not that I'd know anything about that of course ;)ChupieandJ'smama (Janeen)https://www.blogger.com/profile/12367131116081742274noreply@blogger.com