Mortified!

So...Wednesday night...
Church Wednesday night was one service I'll not forget for some time. Troll went to WVA on Tuesday due to a family situation. Wednesday was kinda yucky as far as weather was concerned so I knew not many people would be to church and I most likely would have to play the piano (which is all fine and dandy if Troll is there to watch the kids...which he wasn't). Bro. Zechman was the fill in speaker. We got through two songs with the kids being little angels. Then we had prayer and offering. I thought that was it. Wrong. The song leader decided we'd sing another song. Through the entire four verses plus choruses of that song my two youngest decided they'd had enough with sitting in the pew with their siblings and moved to the altar. Not good. Ethan had taken a few of his little action figures up with him and they jumped these men up and down on the altar and fought each other aggressively while I cringed the whole way through the playing. Jet and Aust were just as mortified and were sitting there with horror written on their faces but they didn't know what to do. Let's just say that when the song was done...I didn't even hold the sustain pedal like you're supposed to. I stood up and marched the two "dears" out the back door. Needless to say, I didn't really want to go back in but I knew that it wasn't a question of whether I wanted to or not. WHAT NEXT?!!!!!