When my twins were little finding some one-on-one time with Jesus was… well, difficult to say the least. Quiet time? That was almost laughable.
I had four children ages five and under, so I learned to work with what I had. But I definitely made it work.
After I got my oldest off to school I would sit at the kitchen table with my breakfast and my Bible while the girls and younger son toddled around in the living room, successfully contained on the other side of the baby gate and occupied by shows like “Umizoomi” and “Handy Manny.”
