Don't let the angelic face fool you...

Today was a very eventful day for us at church! While I was holding the baby and focused on feeding her, and Warren was helping Madison with something, Maya crawled under the pew in front of us and ran into the aisle. Tasting freedom, sweet freedom, she began to run around the front of the chapel (while the speaker was speaking...) Warren walked to the back of the chapel and started to go down the aisle on the other side to get her, but when Maya saw him coming, she squealed in delight and ran the other way. Realizing there was no way that he could corner her by himself, Warren sat down next to Bro. H., who graciously offered to help. By this time, I noticed what was going on (along with at least half of the congregation, I am sure!), so I handed the baby to a friend behind us and started to get up.


But then Bro. H. came to the rescue, and Maya never had a clue what was coming! He nonchalantly walked down the aisle where Maya was running. She didn't even pay attention to him because he didn't look at her or act like he was coming for her - I am sure she just figured he was going to his seat. Just when he passed her, he reached out and grabbed her up, like a frog catching a fly! If we had been at a baseball game, it would have elicited a roar of applause from the crowd - at least I know I wanted to stand up and cheer! And the travelling high council speaker never missed a beat. So here's to our hero, Bro. H. - if not for him, we'd probably still be chasing Maya around in circles!!