Since the day Ava was born, she was a mover. Her legs are constantly going and once she learned to crawl she was a much happier kid. Even happier after she learned to walk. I however have been a little happier now that she's also learned to sit.
We have been working really hard to get Ava to sit during church. By sit I of course mean stay between Dustin and I, on the pew or the floor, and without causing a HUGE distraction. I hardly ever hear the sermon, but have hopes that I will soon. I have often thought Ava has no idea what we are doing at church and thinks it is a place to play with her friends. Which of course is true, but this last Sunday I might have shed a little tear as we prayed before taking communion. As soon as Ava saw the deacon walk to the stage to pray, she got excited and yelled "bite!" Joy filled my heart as I realized she is absorbing some of what we're doing, even if she just knows mammy and daddy are going to take a bite of a cracker. I'm sure she doesn't understand that every Sunday we take communion in remembrance of Jesus' sacrifice He made for us, but I hope we can teach her and show her how much God loves us. And I pray that God will help Ava sit longer and longer during services so we all can learn! We have a long way to go.
