See, This is Why I Can't Have Internet

This morning Robert woke with a couple of spots on his face. As I was passing him off to a nursery worker at church, his shirt came up and I saw that his torso was covered in them. So I quickly left Clara with a friend and loaded up Chris and Robert and brought them home. Chris had been waffling back and forth as to whether he should even go to church this morning because he was feeling a little "off" on his pain meds. So it worked out fine.

I just took a nap and as I woke I thought, "I should check on google and see if I can figure out what those spots are", and then I remembered, "Oh, wait. I can't get on the internet. Boo." But then I remembered I had to cheat last night because I needed to burn a cd of songs for my Sunday school class for this morning and I thought, "Hmmmm. I wonder if Chris remembered to disable the internet." So then I checked. And sure enough, he didn't! Yay! So now, instead of just checking the one thing I needed to check, I've checked Facebook, and email, and now I'm blogging. I've yet to google "red spots". I cannot be trusted.