Why God Created Husbands....

So this morning was just like any other Sunday morning. Cody had to work, and I told myself at first I wasn't going to go to church. Whats the point right when all I'll do is wader around the hall with a grumpy little boy? Well at about 10:30, I decided what the heck I'll give it a shot. So I got ready, got Carter ready, and we headed to church. Sacrament went well, he was way better than he usually is, but I was distracted the whole time trying to keep him quiet and happy, but never the less I thought what the heck let try sunday school....not so great. He was acting so tired so we went to the mothers lounge so that I could try to put him to sleep; maybe I could get something out of relief society....I forgot his binky....Crap, so sleep was out, but he was so worn out from crying that I thought he'd just sit on my lap during relief society....nope....he wandered all over the room, and just as I am cleaning up our stuff to make a quiet exit, he waders up to the front of the room, and I of course am not fast enough, and he starts banging on the piano (during a spiritual moment in the lesson no less...) great, so I go up there, grab him by the arm, and he SCREAMS.....my quiet exit became a noisy retreat....Carter won this time......but there is only 3 more months until nursery! SWEET!

And that is why there is a mom and a dad so one parent can happily enjoy at least one meeting during church.