13 Then were there brought unto him little children, who made happy noises all during the service, despite their parents’ best efforts to quiet them down, plying them with sippy cups of milk and coloring books to draw in; which happy noises did ring and echo throughout the temple even unto the times when the priest suggested a moment of peaceful meditation: and the disciples rebuked them.
14 But Jesus said, Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven.
15 Nevertheless, the parents were more than a little mortified by the whole affair.
— Matthew, ch. 19 (para.)
Did I mention that Margie and I were tapped to do the Scripture readings at the evening service tonight? Which service was attended by about twenty other people, which meant that the usual sound-dampening qualities of the congregation were not there? Damned fine acoustics in that church.
Oh, and the usual child care they provide in the nursery on Sundays wasn’t there, either. Which we had known in advance, but …
Well, Katherine had a good time.