Rip

On Friday afternoon, after the kid's naps, we were off to my cousin's wedding. First off, I don't know why I was thinking my two kids would sit for an hour at a catholic wedding! As we find our seats Garrett starts to cry because he doesn't have the toy that Mya has. So off goes my husband and Garrett to discuss how to act in a church. As my husband is bending down to talk to Garrett at his level (what a good dad) he hears a rip! He relizes that he has just ripped his pants. He carefully walks back into church, thank goodness the jacket covered the rip, and tells me the story!

So, my husband decided take Garrett with him to go home and change. Then Mya starts to cry for daddy. So after a whole ten minutes into the wedding we all flee the church in the middle of a prayer. Forgive me o father.

In the end we all make it back to the reception for a wonderful night filled with good food, family and plenty of dancing. To bad the kids didn't sleep in the next morning!