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I think I've beaten my previous record for length of time in sacrament meeting before leaving because my children can't behave.

We actually made it on time with 10 min. to spare. We've been doing much better in that area. Everyone was fully dressed, shoes on, shirts tucked, hair brushed(with the exception of Lauren not keeping her barrette in her hair-oh, well), and scriptures located. I even managed to pack a snack bag for Lauren.

I marched my little crew in, found a place to sit, and attempted to get everyone settled and ready for sacrament to start. Zack immediately started in with his usual laying down on the pew. Todd put Lauren's blanket on his head, and Matt was turned around talking to the person behind us. I grabbed the blanket, told Zack to sit up and tried to get Matt to turn back around and face the front. Zack still wouldn't sit up so I decided the best thing to do is ignore him and go ahead with singing the opening song. Zack and Todd were still being irreverent(talking, giggling, Zack still laying down) so I gave them 'the poke and shhhh'. The next thing I knew Todd spit in Zack's eye! I was soooo ticked! I marched my crew right back out before the opening song was over.

We tried to hang out in the classroom that has a speaker so we could hear the meeting but I was so fuming mad I couldn't see straight and I didn't want to be cooped up in a little room with 4 kids. We ended up right back home where Todd and Zack are banished to their room to clean for the rest of the day. They've lost other privileges for the next week plus, I get to invoke the use of child labor around my house for a few days. They already have their regular chores but now they get to do mine, too. MUWAHAHA!!!!!!