I'm reorganizing my church bag right now. P is headed to nursery, {insert "Looks Like We Made It" ala Barry Manillow}. I'm THRILLED.
But this means I'm done. No more giant church bag. HORRAY.
But then there's that twinge.
No more church bag. Big girl headed to nursery.
Isn't it crazy how something SO happy can still bring you down a bit.
Believe me, there's gonna be a happy dance on Sunday, but while I'm retiring the ol' bag... I have a little pang of sadness. :)
1 comment:
How in the world do you not still have to bring a big bag? I still have to bring a massive bag.
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