Happy Anniversary! December 2009 hard at work, as usual He walks in the house and we hand him a baby Finnella at a few weeks old
I really hate the expression “he made me the luckiest girl in the world”. This man, this birthday man of mine, this good man, he works hard at loving me. I work hard at loving him. We work hard at loving our family. Of course there are easy moments, there are beautiful moments, there are Carry on!
I am thankful for deep breathing. I don’t always remember to use it, but pausing, three ddddddeeeeeep breaths breaks the stress cycle. Try it. Last night, Kevin and I got into a fight over…wait for it…boric acid. Actually the fight was because as usual, two pride filled sinners misplaced their expectations and got defensive. But Carry on!
I am thankful for change. This morning getting everyone ready for church, by myself, plus we were leaving from church to spend the night in Chicago, so also getting every one’s busy bags packed and last minute paraphernalia plus trying to pick up so we don’t arrive home to toy bins overturned and congealed porridge Carry on!
Oh. My. Gracious. This was one of those days PRIME for Mama Meltdown. Cadrian pester pester pestering to walk across the field to meet up with the combine (child doesn’t realize he’s only four). Finally after all the no’s, and he still won’t stop arguing, I tell him he doesn’t get to go at all. Carry on!
if his favorite meal is steak with a side of meat, and a potato, fried of course. I still made soufflés for dinner tonight. They were awesome if I say so myself. His response: “It’s not my favorite.” (Kevin code for ‘puh-leeeeez don’t make this ever ever again’) I bet he won’t like the salmon Carry on!
“I’m not arguing with you, I’m enlightening you. You’re so smart because of me.” Enlightening? Not so much. Infuriating? Perhaps.
My dear husband outdid himself this year. He arranged for the kids to stay the night with Grandma, and whisked me away to a surprise getaway. All he told me was to pack my toothbrush. I forgot our toothbrushes. And a comb. Oh well, packing three kids for the night, and packing us for unknown Carry on!
I am all excited to knit up this new pattern I got for baby cocoons and baby pods. They are so adorable for the newborn pictures I plan to take. Kevin barely glanced at the photos I was gaga over, and made some comment like, “Oh, like the baby will really stay in the cocoon Carry on!
How I love this man…Just look how hard he works for us! And how I love his progeny… Just look at how well he breeds!Like father, like son.