It Just Isn't in the Cards

We can never get anywhere on time.  Ever.  Yesterday morning, we were getting ready to go to church for my dad's last Sunday before retirement.  I wanted to be on time, so I made certain that Staley and I were up, fed, and ready to go with time to spare.  And as we were pulling out of the driveway 10 minutes late once again, I frustratingly asked Zach, "We were ready to go.  Why are we still 10 minutes late?"  Zach responded with, "Well, we did have a 1 year old with a dirty diaper playing 'run away.' "  I guess sometimes being on time just isn't in the cards.