
I could tell it was going to be one of those days as soon as I got up. We were late for church, I wasn't completely prepared to teach my Sunday school class, the boys were as wild as ever, and Kaylee was throwing attitude. After church I realized that I never made my dessert to take to the mountain for Sunday dinner. So I tried to get my dessert made so we could leave for the cabin and my boys were trying to help, it was probably more help then I really needed. I went to put the milk back in the fridge and Dalton grabbed the bowl and milk and pudding went everywhere. I was so mad and yet I couldn't say a word I just grabbed my camera and took a picture and quickly cleaned Dalton and the mess. I honestly have no idea how I held back from freaking out but, I was glad I didn't, that sweet baby was already upset enough.