Allergic to God?!

I think my middle child is allergic to God. Josh and I have come to this conclusion after our past Sunday morning experiences with Colin.

It started on Palm Sunday. We sat down in the pew, went over our "correct church behavior" rules, and then went to work. It takes some time to get the correct crayons out, the correct bible to the right kid, and who is drawing on what. This is usually the time I realize I need a bulletin and hunt one down. So then Colin sneezed. And not the quiet kind....I mean the stuff coming out all over his sleeve kind. I am prepared! We get cleaned up and only a few people have noticed!!

Easter I was not prepared. I had my cute little purse and forgot to put in Kleenex. This time I had forgotten all about it until the sermon. Again a loud all over my sleeve sneeze. But not to worry...Clay has his pack with all his medical supplies! I grab a cotton ball and get to work.

Well it happened again this Sunday. Josh finished the song before the sermon and sat down with us. Colin sneezes. But this time I had given him the pack of kleenex!

Josh looked at Colin and said, "Great....he's allergic to God!"

A little Schroeder family humor. Happy Monday!!