Burn Baby Burn

A fever has been burning its way through my happy home. Last Wednesday afternoon my youngest came to me glassy eyed and flushed and proclaimed "I don't feel good". What followed was two days of utter misery for her as the fever raged and did not respond to medicine. My good friend Ness, had been dealing with the same plague at her house so I was pretty sure it was viral. Then, just as quick as it came it left. Baby girl was a little tired and weak, but not for long and is now 100%. So, as always happens in multiple child homes, my son came to me glassy eyed and flushed and made the proclamation "I don't feel good" and well, you know the rest. He is so sweet when he is sick, telling me over and over again, how much he loves me and how much he loves his family. It makes it 5 times more pitiful. Thankfully he is responding to the fever medicine. My oldest is in cheer camp every afternoon this week and really can't afford to miss it because football season is just around the corner. So hopefully she will stay well.

I'm posting all of this in my usual attempt to maintain sanity, and have discovered that when illness slows our crazy life down, I have way too much time to think. Trust me, I wouldn't even know how to begin to post about whats been going on inside this head of mine, but my hubby did (very lovingly) suggest counseling at one point. I will however, forgo counseling for at least one more week because book club is on Wednesday and we like to follow up with margarita's and girl talk. That should take care of it.

I woke up this morning not feeling well, but am willing myself to be well (wonder how that will work out?)

Slippin' and Slidin'

For my baby girl's 7th birthday my husband (the genius) built a 30 foot slip and slide in our back yard. I was slightly afraid that little girls could be injured on such a magnificent contraption, but after some convincing, I conceded to its use. It proved a wonderful invention and resulted in hours of fun.



Not to be outdone by mere minors my husband and my (uh-hem) pastor decided to try it out for themselves......at this point it got much more interesting......




The stunts escalated until they landed on the "who could get the farthest going down the slip and slide standing up" portion of the games..... the word jackass comes to mind. However they both eagerly began. My husband (who suffers from chronic back and knee pain) didn't make it far, slipped, but managed to come away virtually unscathed. My pastor didn't fare so well.......

..........this is him, trying to recover from a slight concussion. Your welcome Robb.

Disturbing Discovery

For anyone who doesn't know, I am young. Not at all old. However, yesterday I discovered something that disturbed me. Apparently creases in the face are not solely age related but also life-related.

I have two (yes two) deep and not at all symmetrical, lines between my eyes that have made me look like I am perpetually angry. Or deep in thought. so apparently having kids has not only caused me to have stretch marks in places best left unmentioned, but also has left its mark on my face. I say my children because other people of my young age don't have these lines, in fact some of their faces look positively untouched by life.... which I don't want. I want smile lines, and laugh lines and the lines that make it apparent to all that your life has been full and well-lived. I just don't want anger lines, or any lines right now! I realize that this post is completely self-indulgent, but something about looking in that rear view mirror and wondering why
I'm upset, only to remember that I'm not at all upset, really unnerved me. If this is where I am at this young age, where will I be when these lines are actually supposed to appear?

All of this is simply to say that I may be young, but life has left its mark on me.... namely by walking across my face.

Emma Lynn

Introducing my newest niece.... Emma Lynn. She is the cutest little thing I've seen since my own.

There something very odd about my baby brother having a baby. She came into the world via her mama Jada, on June 3rd.

Margaritaville

CONFESSION:

Having a margarita on the rocks and a friend to spill my guts to every now and then, keeps me out of therapy.

The Mountains of Montana

Derek and I went to Montana.... alone..... for six whole days! Ok, it was under the guise of a wedding Derek was in, but it still counts, and we had a great time.


The scenery was beautiful and we encountered snow, a couple of feet of it..... in June! We called the kids and they couldn't believe it, so we took pictures.


We had a wonderful time at the wedding and Derek's long time friend Josh married his sweetheart, Dawn. Derek provided entertainment.



Isn't he hot in a tux! We had a great time, but were very eager to get home to the kids, who met us at the door with snacks and drinks and a "welcome home party". We might take a trip alone again sometime.....years from now.