Ivy had a little bit of a runny nose yesterday morning so I decided to keep her out of the church nursery. I hadn't had her in the service with me in a long time (if you only could have seen her dancing to the music in the mei tai).
I kept her in the sling, and was thankful she could watch us worship in church.
And such innocence, such a free-child, she raised her hands and clapped along.
When the message started I stood in the back and nursed her to sleep (it's easier that way in the mei tai, for me.)
New friends, Emma & Alister.
Finding our new church home is like finally locating the missing piece to a puzzle [of life.] I didn't realize how awkward I was feeling in my own skin, not having the right fit of church family. We have it now.
And not just because some people there wear their babies (but it's a nice perk.)
Missio Dei is where we go to church.
Baby So Smart is the [absolute favorite] mei tai I'm wearing (given to me as a gift.)
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