All dressed up and no where to go.

So we went to the hospital last night. Contractions were at about 10 minutes and with Amy's history of going quickly, we decided it would not be too long. So we get there and the short of it is that she went to having them every 3 minutes or so with no progress on dialation. So, off we went. BACK HOME! THE most discouraging event of our lives. We went home, got in bed and went to sleeep. I had already called in to work so I had to call back and let them know not to count me out. WORST FATHERS DAY EVER. Except for the new camera Amy "and the kids" got me. More on that later.