Beautiful Sunday

It was a lovely day today. Niko has a lingering cough, so I didn't want to send him to nursery. I decided, since we'd only be at church for an hour, not the usual three, I would walk the half mile to church with the boys. I packed them in our double BOB stroller (I am completely spoiled with this stroller, I know), and we had a nice walk to church. Sacrament meeting was interesting for a couple of reasons. First, during one of the prayers, I was holding Sam on my lap and Niko was standing in front of me. I started to feel Niko leaning into me. I peeked to see if he was ok and discovered a fist full of his hair clenched in Sam's fist. Whoops. Niko was a trooper and didn't even complain... that is, not for a few more minutes. He was a bit tired and sucking his fingers. He had been leaning against the back of the bench, but somehow, when he leaned one time, forgot to put his hand out and instead his face hit the back of the bench. He wasn't as thrilled with that. By the end of the meeting, it had already turned purple. Poor kid.