I'm not sure what that face is that she's making but whatever. . . kept her from freaking out and that's the big thing. After the program was over Dad got up to say a few words in the way of a sermon and since there was no children't church . . . the kids were all in the program . . . I gave her my little camera to play with to keep her occupied. The result was a camera card full of photos of her sunday school papers as well as the obligatory self portrait:
And photos of us not paying attention to the pastor. Don't tell my dad.
ETA: There you are, Krista. Now you don't have to look at Josiah's sad face anymore. :P