Fathers Day

Saturday night I was up with Omar talking as we usually do at the end of the day, and I was trying to figure out what we should do for his dad on fathers day. Then it came to me! Make a surprise visit to his ward (our old ward) on Sunday! So I got to preparing everyone's church clothes, which in reality means I took Ava's dress out of the closet and inspected it for any food stains or rips. Then I went to my closet, stood in front of it for about a half hour and then went to Omar's closet to get his clothes out so he could iron them in the morning. He doesn't like how I iron so I make him do it. Landon happened to be with my mom on saturday night, she took him to the movies and was going to keep him over night which made sunday morning even easier. We actually got out of the door on time to go pick up Landon and bribe him into cooperating and getting into the car so we could be on our way. I tried making church sound super fun so I said, "Hey Landon! Guess where we are going?! We are going to Jesus's house! Lets go sit with him!" He pouted a little more and then decided it might be a cool idea. So we get to the building and Omar grabs Ava and I grab Landon and to my horror... he had pooped. Luckily my mom didn't listen to me when I told her to NOT put a diaper on him, strictly underwear! Thankfully he had on a diaper and his pants were not soiled. So while Omar went to get our seats, I was changing my 40 lb son in the bathroom. When we finished, I walked him into the chapel and hurried over to our seats where Landon remained calm for about 10 minutes... then the speakers came on and I told him that they were going to tell us a story. So he listened for a little bit and mainly caught something about lots of animals and then he was done. I know this because he said very loudly, "I don't want to be at Jesus's house!! I don't need Jesus!!!" Awesome. So I quickly grabbed him, close to me and used any bit of discipline that I could convey to him while whispering and hugging him so that no one would hear me. I tried listening to the speakers for the rest of the meeting, but when your son is scaring old ladies in the row in front of you with his lizard and trying to hit on the little girl in the row behind you, you can get a bit distracted. I looked at the clock and we only had 10 minutes left so I prayed that he'd be good til then. And just like that, as if he'd heard me my son decided to run out of our row and over to wear the Bishop, Stake President and 1st Counselor were sitting and run behind the piano. Mortifying is the word for that. Omar looked at me and saw the look on my face and decided it was best if he went and grabbed the little monster and as he was coming back to sit next to me the only thing I could say to my dear husband was... "Happy Fathers Day."