Sunday - always an adventure

For the past month now, I've been struggling to feel the spirit at church. Maybe its because I have a ten month old who won't stay still (or quiet) for more than ten minutes (unless he is asleep). I've even thought of posting a countdown until nursery (but then it's like I'm wishing Buddy's childhood away).

Well today, while out in the hall for the second time during sacrament meeting (John took him out one time too), a song popped into my head.

"Jesus once was a little child, a little child like me."

And I began to wonder. We know Jesus once was a baby, a toddler, a child, a teenager, and eventually an adult - that he went through most of the stages of a mortal life. But since He was perfect, did that mean that He wasn't a rambunctious toddler during church? I asked my sister-in-law and she solved my dilemma. She said (very matter of fact): They didn't have three hour church back in Jesus' time. I liked that!