Happy Father's Day?

We took JD to church for the first time today. During the service, I went over to the children's service to help watch the kids and left Jd with hubs. After 45 minutes, DK came in saying that hubs needed me. I thought JD must be getting fussy for a feeding. The second I went outside to cross the street to the church I hear hubs shouting out my name. As I got closer, I see Hubs holding JD via baby bjorn and this bright mustard blob oozing down the front of his pant leg. I just start laughing. He yells, "He sh@# on me!!" I say, "don't curse in front of the church." JD took a major poop and it oozed out of his pants and on to poor hubs. We took an emergency run home where they both got changed. It was quite a sight.

Due to lack of sleep, I'm quite crabby these days. I just feel so blah and I take it out on dear hubs. I don't mean to be such a wench but I just am sometimes. Today, Hubs would lean over to give me a kiss and I'd turn my head away being such a brat. Then he'd get this sad look b/c I totally dissed him and I'll feel bad and then I go," oh, yeah it's father's day!" and pucker up but then he's already rejected and he's like, 'no I don't want a kiss b/c it's father's day>" I know, I'm such a brat. But i didn't do it only once , I kept doing that and then remember it's fathers day. I need to try to be pleasant even though I don't feel like it.

Then hubs banged his head b/c he wanted to run a bath for the girls and the water came out from the showerhead surprising him and he banged his head on the side bar of the bath tub. OUCH!! Then I hear him saying to himself," Yeah, happy father's day to me" Poor guy.