Not Yet!

Yesterday at Church I had Bugga and Buddha sitting right next to me for the closing song. Bugga was in charge of finding the hymn in our hymnal. He didn't want any help even though he doesn't know his numbers. So we were still flipping pages when the introduction began. About two seconds into the intro, Bugga stopped searching, looked up at the organist and chorister and yelled, "NOT YET!" How does one keep themselves from giggling at their kids during Church?! It was a struggle, I tell ya.

As if that little incident wasn't enough to brighten my cheeks, we then finished the hymn and proceeded to the closing prayer. I asked the boys to fold their arms. After the prayer had begun, I peeked over at Bugga and noticed his eyes wide open and actively checking out every corner of the chapel. I whispered to him, "practice keeping your eyes closed," after which Buddha leaned over and whispered to him, "pretend that you are sleeping." A split second later we heard this short, sawing noise coming from the direction of Bugga. Snoring. Loud snoring. "Oh good gracious," I thought, "thanks a million, Buddha!" I couldn't stop the laughter this time. And neither could Buddha. And that set Bugga to redoubling his snoring efforts which were framed with giggling of his own. There we sat, the Three Irreverent Amigos, shamelessly chortling over my log-sawing wild child during a prayer. I slouched on my bench, plugged my nose, and tried to control the uncontrollable. Thank heaven the closing prayer was short and sweet, with noise roaring to life at its close, quickly drowning out my silly, snoring sassy pants.

This should give you some idea as to where Bugga learned so much about snoring. Just picture a little buzzed boy sleeping soundly inbetween the agitated mommy and blissfully ignorant daddy.


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