Some things just don't work out like planned.

One Sunday morning on our family trip to visit family, I unintentionally wore my fuzzy pink flip-flops to church.  Not the best choice of footwear with my turquoise skirt.  I wore these flip-flops in motel rooms and houses to keep from running around barefoot.  I fully intended to wear my sandals to church that morning.  But this is how it happened -- my MIL, SIL, and neice & nephew were ready to go, so they left for church across town -- a 20 minute drive I was told.  One of my boys was not wanting to wear his shoes.  So, Russ took the other two kids out to the van as I assisted with the shoes on this child.  Russ told me the front door was locked, all I needed to do was pull the door shut behind me.  I was half way across the yard when I realized I had forgotten to change my shoes.  What could I do?  I realized even though it wasn't the most appropriate choice of footwear, at least I was at church with family.  I wonder if anyone even noticed.  ???

Then, during Sacrament meeting I looked in Jacob's bag and found a treat that he had recieved in Primary the previous Sunday -- a snack bag of baby carrots.  You can just imagine what a snack bag of carrots looks like after a week traveling across country in a hot van.  Let's just say YUCKY! and smelly too.  Russ to the rescue -- he took the bag out and disposed of the carrots.  :-)