We went to the Good Friday service at church.  It was a different type of service than usual and when that happens I never know if either boy will be able to handle it.  They don't like change.

Both of them did fairly well. 

Since it was Good Friday it was more somber than usual.  Middle Boy actually preferred that.  Not surprising to me.

He made sure to tell me he still regularly likes church, but he just liked this a little better.

Thinking tonight about how Christ died for our sins and what this day actually means to us.