Nursey Drama!

Will is now old enough to go to nursey at church during the second and third hour of church. This is great for Jordan and I because now we can enjoy our meetings without having to walk the halls with Will. The second hour, Will gets to play toys with the other kids. Third hour, they have snack, a little lesson, and normally sing songs or color or something. Will has gone pretty much every other week for the last month since every time he goes, he ends up getting sick. :( Notice Will's adorable "Uncle Kevin" clothes?!? Thanks braja and Auntie Mary for the adorable clothes!

The first time Will went, he did very well up until Jordan and I peeked in on him to see how he was doing. When I looked, they were trying to get Will to actually sit on a little chair. He was standing on it and wouldn't bend his knees! It was so funny to watch his leader's patience running thin as she kept calmly telling him to sit down while she pushed his shoulders down! Will does not like to sit! When Jordan peaked 10 minutes later, Will saw him and cried for a while because he wanted to leave. He was sitting in his chair, though! When Jordan picked him up, the nursey leader said she would eventually corale him into submission! That'll be the day!

The second time he went, we did not peak in because she asked us not to. I did hear him cry a little from the next room, but when Jordan picked him up, she said he was fine until a different parent peaked in and he wanted to get out since he saw the door open. She said Will would rather sit on the table instead of coloring. She handed Jordan a blank sheet of paper that Will "colored." Jordan saw other kids' papers and they had two-three different colored markings on them. She also said she might bring her little playground jungle gym for Will. In all her years doing this calling, she never had to bring it in!

The third time he went, I walked by after second hour and heard a kid screaming his lungs bloody-murder. A different parent was peaking in, so I looked over them and asked if that was Will since I didn't see him. The leader said it was and to take him for the rest of the day. He was in hysterics...all blochy, tears streaming down, boogers dripping down, and eyes as wide as a ghost. He only looked like this a few times: When he was first born, and when he was running such a high fever I had to rush him to the doctor. He was obviously very tramatized. I asked what happened, and it was the usual, "he wanted to leave." He got so worked up over it. We'll see what happens this Sunday...let's hope he doesn't get sick this week first! This might end up being a weekly column on our blog!