Jesus! Would you be quiet already?

So it was "Rally Sunday" at church...first day back after school has started and the day that Kindergarteners receive their bibles. Now I really felt like I needed some "churchin' up." Hadn't been there for months and missed the community and meaningful sermons. I saw this Bible thing as an opportunity: ship Rowan off to the nursery, Aidan gets his Bible which he'll look at at be amused by so I can listen to the sermon. So Aidan gets his bible, which incidentally is full of illustrations, proceeds to page through and I feel that I have conquered the situation. I was wrong. As soon as the sermon started, so did the quest for Jesus. Aidan would turn a page, see a bearded man and ask "Mom! Is this Jesus?" "No." Two pages later, "Mom! Is this Jesus?" "No." Two pages later, "Mom! Is this Jesus?" "NO." I learned that 1) There are a lot of pictures of bearded men in the illustrated bible and 2) The old testament is very long. It takes a while to get to Jesus. I kept getting more and more irritated as I missed more and more of the sermon, compounded by the fact that Fitty noticed this going on and was trying very hard not to laugh. I'm sure it was a good sermon. Sigh. Next time.