She wasn't. Scream, scream, scream. It was nice and cool in the church but I was sweating like a whore in it because I was so ... I was moving her around a lot, shifting her position, to see if anything would help. She fell asleep like a sweet thing in her sling during Mass and then I had to take her out and dress her and hoo boy! was she mad. Poor baby. She was the worst of the three!
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