On Time

Today I went to church early for a meeting. That meant Jeromy had to get all four kids ready for church by himself. He's usually very good at this. I sat down in Sacrament Meeting at 8:55 am expecting Jeromy to walk in any second. By 9:10 am I was thinking, "Wow, he must've had a hard morning. I hope the kids weren't too difficult." By 9:25 am I started to get a little worried. At 9:40 am I wondered what happened. I started to imagine Jeromy in a car accident with my four little kids. I imagined Indy screaming because it had been over 3 hours since I'd last fed him. I picked up my purse and walked out of church. I called home first, but no one answered. Then I called Jeromy's cell phone. It rang and rang and rang I started to think I'd get in the car and drive towards home to find them. Then Jeromy picked up. I said, "Hi where are you?" He answered, "I'm on my way to church." I asked "Are you all okay?" He answered, "We're fine, we'll see you in a minute." I thought he was a little brief with me, I expected some kind of explanation, but I figured he'd fill me in when I saw him. So I went back in and sat down. At 9:55 am Jeromy walked in with the kids. The kids filed in and then he sat down and leaned over to me and said, "I thought we were 5 minutes early. I didn't realize we were so late until we walked in, I was wondering why you called me." Later he went on to tell me what an easy morning it was, he got the kids ready, made them breakfast and he was still early for church. No wonder it was so easy he had an extra hour.