Baby Isaiah amidst the sermon

So, we get to church late as usual and we are even later getting into the sanctuary because we have to drop Jadie Ruth and Naomi off in their classes. This is par for us, we are chronic late people. I know that is a pet peeve for lots of people, I just can't seem to get it together, although I surely try my darndest. Anyway, due to our usual lateness, we have to sit the the lower balcony. I have Isaiah in my sling in hopes that he will go to sleep, as church usually falls during his morning nap. Of course, he's as bright-eyed as he can be, but is being quiet so I keep him with us. As the semon goes on, he catches the eyes of the woman sitting behind us and another woman sitting beside us and just stares with his beautiful blue eyes. The woman are enchanted (heehee). They look back at him every few minutes while trying to be good congregation folk, but he keeps on staring and distracting with an occasional smile. All the while I'm pattin' and rockin', trying to get him to go to sleep. One of the woman whispers something sweet to him and he smiles real big and "Blaaaah!!" lets out the biggest burp you've ever heard out of a 3 month old- right in the middle of church! I was surprised that Will didn't stop preaching. Needless to say, snickers covered our side of the balcony. I was thankful that we were sitting behind the hearing impaired folks who were having the sermon translated into sign language- atleast they caught what Will said during that bit of the sermon. Merely minutes after Isaiah's additon to the sermon, he turns his head, takes his paci and goes on to sleep. Whew!