More Lucy Than June

Today when I arrived late for church (again!), there were no seats that I could get to without climbing my huge pregnant self over several bodies. It was a pretty packed house.

(Little sidebar here…I have mentioned before that one of my all-time pet peeves are the drivers on Sunday morning who tail me down 120, whip around me and 14 other cars, just so they can pull into the West Ridge parking lot. Come ON, people. And today was no exception…thank you, red truck who did that today AND screeched your tires at the stoplight when it turned green. I’m thinking you didn’t get into the service any faster than I did, but whatever…) 

Back to my story, so I head to over to the sound board where Stephen is sitting and tell him that I can’t find a seat. He says that’s okay…we’ll go sit back in the green room. 

Now I never sit back there during a service, but today proved to be an interesting morning to do that.

So, a few minutes into Brian’s message, the lights start flashing and we hear,

Attention! An emergency has been detected in the building! Please evacuate immediately! Do not use the elevators!

Or something close to that. I do know it said not to use the elevators…which I find amusing. There are no elevators in the building.

So, I look at Stephen who is as white as a ghost, shutting his laptop, and simply saying,

Noooooooo…..

I do as I’m told and “evacuate immediately” and figure I’ll head to Praiseland where I am sure Kenni is freaking out by now. She cannot stand loud, unfamiliar noises. And last year, during a DID rehearsal the fire alarm went off, and she flipped out. She still remembers the “night the firetrucks came to church”.

So, I head to the side doors where the Praiseland workers are (very efficiently, I might add) evacuating the children. They’re literally rolling the babies and toddlers out in cribs with five or six kids each in them! It was one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen! 

Caia’s just hanging out in one of the cribs with the other kiddos, so I think, “I need to find Kenni. She’s the one who’s probably having a hard time with this.”

I locate her class, and sure enough, there she is in the teacher’s arms with her head buried.

I finally get to her and she says to me,

This is the second time this has happened to me! I just want to go home!!

Told you she remembered the last time we had a fire alarm go off…

Everything calms back down, and they all go back in. But I thought the whole scene with the toddlers and babies in their cribs was so funny, that I had to snap a picture.

I caught THIS with my iPhone.

This is Caia getting knocked in the head with some baseball bat looking toy, Mrs. Lee trying to save her, and another little cutie peering over the side of the crib.

Caia’s fine, by the way, and this picture makes me laugh. Is that wrong?

To sum up, I will say that the Worship Arts team had nothing to do with the incident leading to mass evacuation. But I know who did.

And they feel really bad.