This should be a post in and of itself. One time we went to church (we didn't go just 1 time ever silly one specific time).

My wife was sick and stayed home. My son was upset with my wife for not coming. He went to special needs Sunday school.

Later when I picked him up everyone came up to me with sad faces and were telling me how sorry they were to hear the news.

I was in a good mood the service was a good one.

Apparently, my son told the entire class and teachers that guess what, my wife, his mom had passed away that morning. People must have thought me terrible for being in such a good mood.