Conference Weekend

I love conference weekend. As soon as its over, I can't wait for the next one. Usually, it's because I get spiritually recharged. Well, not this time. Each session, I would pull out my journal, hoping that "this time, I'll get to jot some notes" No, no, no. Not one jot or one tittle. Alex was too much of a handful. That being said, I still definitely loved it. Here's a confession- half the reason I love it so much is that I get a vacation from church. There, I've said it. No need to dress up, no calling to do, no missed naps, no missed meals- just listening to the good word of God in my pjs, a warm blanket, and a full tummy. That's as good as it gets, kids.