Friday, October 31, 2014

The Things They Say...

As we were driving home one afternoon, conversation naturally turned such that I asked this question to all five of my children -

"What is the MOST important thing you're looking for in a spouse?"

"What's a 'spouse'?" asked Anna.

"Your husband or wife."

"Well, I have two most important things.  The first is that she be a Christian and love Jesus and the second is that she's a good cook," came Thomas' answer.

We all giggled as he expounded on what was acceptable when considering cooking skills in his future wife.

"I don't trust ANY man to marry me, Mama!" cried Anna.

And then there really was a lot of laughter from everyone!


"It's just me...Superman!"


In tucking the older two girls in and listening to their prayers, I was entertained by Elizabeth's closing line.
".... and thank you for the Bible and cheese.  Amen."


We were driving home with fresh Krispy Kreme late one night.  We'd been out for some reason, and since we were already on the right-ish side of town, we swung through to grab some yummy doughnuts for breakfast the next morning.

As we drove home, Thomas yawned big and declared, "My body is tired and wants to go to bed."

"My body wants to be waked up and eat doughnuts" came Daniel's pitiful try at getting a doughnut before bed. 

Saturday, October 25, 2014


Eleven years of being married to his man. 

And they just keep getting better. 

I heard people say that to us as they congratulated us as newly engaged or newly married, but I don't think my head was really convinced that the year-after-year life with my sweetheart could really get better. 

But it does.

I'm still so very glad it's you, sweetheart.

Thursday, October 23, 2014

And Then We Went On Vacation

Sunset walks on the beach.


Playing in the water.

Catching sand crabs after bedtime.

Sand castle building.

Getting pet hermit crabs.  Sleeping in late.  Salt water taffy.  Having (big!) televisions in every bedroom.  Getting to eat whenever we wanted.  Doing math by the pool.  Looking out the top of the ship (we spent a day at the USS Alabama).  Playing Breaker Ball (a game they all created).

These are the things my kids shouted out when I asked them what their favorite parts of our week at the beach were.

For me, it was watching my kids enjoy these things.  It was seeing them play for hours in the sand creating all manner of castles, forts, rivers, and writings.  It was listening to them scream and squeal as they ran into the waves or body surfed the breakers.  It was seeing their skin become increasingly sun-kissed and their hair lighten.  It was how they fell into bed all yawns and giggles each night.  

It was spending time with my people.  It was greatly lessened responsibilities.  It was having the opportunity to settle in and just watch and listen and learn about my kids.  To hold hands and meander about.  To chat about things deeper than the ocean as we floated out past the breakers. 

It was an afternoon spent wandering a local festival with my sweetheart.  It was waking up to greet the sunrise with him, and trying to catch teensy sand sharks with him and my sister and brother-in-law after the kids were all tucked into bed.

In short, it was pretty spectacular.  

Thanks, Mom and Dad.  This big family vacation was better then I could have ever imagined.