Today, we went to Brad's cousin's mission farewell up in Kaysville.  Mack, after sacrament, wanted to go to nursery soooo bad, but we couldn't stay.  As a parent, how are you supposed to tell your 3 year old who is crying to GO to nursery, that we can't stay?  Well, my genius, observant, thinking came up with this:  "Let's distract him by letting him pet the horses across the street from the church for a minute!"

Well, it worked.  Am I a bad parent?  I'd like to think of it more as innovative.