Sunday Best

A few weeks ago we were getting ready for church in our usual crazy rush.  For some reason we can get out the door for school and work on time but come Sunday morning it is impossible.  I was rounding up the kids to get them in the car and Charles walked up the stairs with his collar half flipped, half turned under and on his feet were a church shoe and a sneaker.  I gave him look of disapproval and asked why he had two different shoes on.  Seems he could only find one church shoe and finding another shoe, any shoe was the best solution.  He ended up finding the other church shoe and we were only a little later than usual.