Easy Night in the Nursery

I'm the designated Wednesday night church nursery worker. It has to be that way because most of the adults are elsewhere in the building working in the various departments of our children's ministries. Sure, I could be one of those workers, too, if I really wanted to be.

I don't want to be.

I'm perfectly content in my small corner with the small fry. My helper changes from week to week but I'm the permanent worker.

The little ones were especially good last night. They decided to "read" books.

Miss Lili and friend choosing a book

Could you turn it this way?  I'm having trouble seeing the pictures!

Hey!  Where'd you go? I thought we were reading!

I don't want to read anymore.  It's a woman's prerogative to change her mind.  And mine has changed to thoughts of Cheerios.