Back to Church

Every Sunday, they beg. And beg. For Carter to come to church. And by beg, I mean weep and wail. So finally, after 3 months, we took him to the full block of church (that's 3 long hours). And he looked pretty awesome if you ask me. First week back I had the pleasure of teaching 10 3 year olds for 2 hours. Try juggling a newborn and 10 3 year olds. I'm pretty much superwoman. And my husband is superman.

Now for an excuse not to go back. Hmmmm....