Today, The Daddy, is sick ( hope you feel better soon, honey!) So the boys and I ventured off to church alone. Boy, did we miss The Daddy! Drama Boy was having a particularly uncooperative day today. He almost kicked the lady sitting in front of us with his shiny "Sunday shoes", then reached up and "petted" her newborn baby not so gently on the face! When it was time for him to go to his class, he screamed bloody murder!
"I don't want to go...I don't want to see my friends...I don't want to be happy!"
I went in with him for awhile, sitting in one of those teeny, tiny, child-size church seats. I was able to sneak out halfway through, however, under the ruse of finding my lost purse! Now as I sit typing, I hear from the computer room upstairs,
"It wasn't me, I didn't do it!"
Since he's alone, I'd better go check on what he "didn't" do!
So much for Sunday being a "day of rest!"