The Sacrament Meeting Touchdown Pass

A mask Rosie made at the YMCA today.

Two weeks ago we were in Church--Sacrament Meeting.

We sit in the second row--it's best for the kids.

We may as well be the first though, no one sits in front of us.
Front and Center.

{Front row has too much wiggle room, farther back there are too many distractions.}

So, there we were.

All five of us.

Rosalee started to have a melt down.

The kids in the row behind us had snacks.

We are a no snack-no toy during church family.

Anyway...

Lincoln gets up to take her out.

{to sit in an empty classroom facing the wall...his plan is to make it less fun out than in}

So, he stands up and is walking out.

About four rows back, I turn around to see--during the middle of a speaker--Rosalee yell,

"BLANKIE!" 

with a pitiful face as she reaches her little hands out to me.

Without even thinking I grab the blanket,

throw it over the heads of the people behind me,

out into the isle,

back across four rows,

and into those little outstretched hands.

It wasn't my finest moment.

I mean, I did just throw a blanket across church.

During a talk, with the whole ward starting at us...in the front row.

Super reverent.

Uber reverent, if you will.

But I can say this,

It was my finest throw!

You may call me Mama Quarterback.