God...Can you hear me?

Well...last night would have to be the worst night I have had in a very long time. To start things off my kids choir was terrible. Those kids had to be pumped full of Lord knows what to act as badly as they did. And let's just throw in the fact that someone came into my room and took our music. Yeah...AT CHURCH!!! It is nowhere to be found. So I had nothing for them to sing...which was great!
Things went smoothly threw dinner, which never happens so I was glad. But then, as I enter the nursery with Hunter, I see Austin, bent over the workers lap, feet in the air and his butt just as high! BARE!! Apparently, whoever had changed the previous diaper didn't fasten it tight enough. It ( the diaper) had gotten very full of both #'s 1 and 2 and proceeded to come undone, slip down his leg, and fall onto the floor where he then stepped in it!! What's the outcome, you may ask??? POOPY CROCS, that's what! So after I handed Hunter off and cleaned Austin up I realized that the sitter had forgotten to bring the diaper bag to the nursery. So, off I go to find the bag. Well, I found it, but by the time I get back to the nursery, Austin had taken it upon himself to potty train himself with a fireman's helmet. Yep...piss everywhere. And oddly enough he was dry. Oh well...
Youth group went fine. I just wish these kids would care. We have a couple of kids that just don't get it...no matter what you try to teach on. It can be very discouraging and prayer would be very much appreciated. So after everything is said and done, we are trying to load the kids into the car when, you guessed it, Austin takes a good spill in the parking lot. Screaming baby, screaming toddler, bloody knee, bloody hand from wiping bloody knee...Mom who wants to pull her hair out!
So you can only imagine my mood when we finally reached the house. Not very good! Then we all ( my folks, me and Aaron) get to talking about things. As it turns out, we are all in bad moods and no one can say anything right. So it just escalates and soon we have a huge fight going on at the preachers house! Lucky neighbors. Anyway, everything got resolved and things are good now. I still have yet to get a good night's sleep. You would think by his eating habits that Hunter is a starving Ethiopian. But he is as round as the Pillsbury Dough Boy. So, mama is praying for the day when he sleeps through the night.
OK... if you read my last blog you should know that I wasn't too sad to see Brandon go last night on Idol. He just didn't do anything for me. But please explain to me one more time why Sanjaya is even on the show? It's still a mystery to me. Hayley...I would start packing my bags, cause it looks like he may be around for a sad sad while!