As Milli Vanilli would say, you've got to blame it on something...
Well, Micah continues to hate swimming lessons. This morning, he was begging me to let him stay home. "I hate fimming!" he kept crying. (He can't say his sw- blend yet. Or his sl- blend yet, come to think of it. He told me the other day that Sadie flapped him.)
He cried while I helped him put on his swimming trunks. He cried while I helped him brush his teeth. He cried while I helped him find his towel.
Finally, in desperation, he yelled, "I HATE JESUS!!"