God never forgot us.

When I blog, I usually keep it light. Mainly because that's just who I am, but also I think it's how I cope.

I have a tendency to get bogged down and overwhelmed with the ideas of problems, or things that might go wrong. So my big girl way to cope? IGNORE IT. Make light of it. But mainly, ignore it.

So when my mother-in-law told us that she was going to write a book about Paul's life and hoped we would help her with the details, I knew I would have to go back "there" and actually dwell on the dark times. NO IGNORING IT.

For years, our lives were very dark.

For years, I thought God forgot us.

And reliving those times while Pam wrote the book, were both hard and cathartic.

But this isn't my story to tell, this is Pam's story, and I told her that I would be happy to post a link to her book here, http://www.tatepublishing.com/bookstore/book.php?w=9781622954353.

But let me end with this:  God never forgot us, and I know He never will.

While daddy's away, the kids will play, and I won't sleep.

Can anyone believe this weather?? Today was so warm, I turned off the heat in the house, drove around with the windows down, and contemplated flip flops. And once Pierce got home from school, we just HAD to get outside and play.

Jump Rope for Heart is coming up...

 So, he must begin his practicing.

 Yes, the top of her head is cut off, but how cute is she?

 I was having problems today, cutting off heads...

 And I also joined in on the foot races, and look here, I even got a head start. I still got beat. And I was NOT being sweet and let him win, I am literally that bad.

 And why such happy faces?

 Because daddy was on his way home!! Woot! Paul has been in Las Vegas for work since Monday, and we've missed him.

 He stayed at the Belagio! Nice!

 And while he's away taking in Vegas, I'm at home staying awake, all night. I can never sleep while he's away. I lay there and wonder if the evil, glass cutting, bad man is breaking in, and if he is, what can I do about it. My conclusion? Scream like a freaking maniac.

 But all is well, and ends well. Daddy is home where he belongs, and I plan on being asleep by 7:30 tonight.

Date Night!!!

So, my wonderful, fruit cake makin', in laws offered to watch the kids Friday night, so we could go on a date. We ran out the door as fast as we could before they changed their minds gladly took the opportunity to get out, just the two of us for a while. 

We ate at Shogun, and went and saw the movie, 'We bought a zoo.' The movie was soooooooo good! I loved it! And the company I kept wasn't too bad either. Even if he makes ridiculous faces....

I've got several things to share.

Our week, starting with Wednesday had some exciting things planned. A birthday get together for a 10 year old on Wednesday, Hope's very first field trip on Thursday, and me heading out of town for some BFF time on Friday. Shaping up to sounds like a fun week, right?

Let's start on Wednesday. After Jazzercise, Liz and I took Hope and Lily Grace to Jackson's Orchard. Really cute place!

Reminded me a lot of Huber's, minus a restaurant.

After a rough start (Hope punching Lily) these two have become really good buddies.

The whole reason for this get together was to celebrate Liz's 10th 27th birthday.

Of course the girls benefited from this child's party.

And so did I!! Tried my first ever apple cider slushy!
And ate my first caramel apple of the season. Can anyone say, 10 pound holiday weight gain? I particularly like Liz's horrified face. Is she impressed at my big mouth or disgusted?
Liz is a blogger too, only she does it for a news station and actually gets paid for it! Thanks Liz for showing me Jackson's Orchard, and a fun day!!

Wednesday night I tucked the kids in bed, and Hope and I were pretty darn excited about the field trip on Thursday!

Insert 2 a.m.

I hear a cough in my dream, and then I hear "mom, my stomach hurts" dream quickly turns to reality, and I'm yelling, "run to the bathroom!!" I followed the shadow in the bathroom and turned on the light, and there was puke every.where. Pierce had thrown up on the floor, the walls, the sink, his self, BLECH. Poor little guy. This began an all night experience of getting sick off and on. Of course I felt awful for him, but I also kept thinking about how upset Hope was going to be when I had to tell her she wouldn't be able to go on her field trip.

Insert super Paul.

He originally said he wouldn't be able to take Hope, it was an office day, and he had a doctor's appointment, it just wouldn't work out. :( Phone rings at 7:30 a.m., Paul says "have Hope ready by 9, I'm going to take her." SUPER DADDY TO THE RESCUE!!!

Me and sickie have hung out all morning long, and thankfully he hasn't been sick since about 6 this morning.
In the meantime, Paul was filling my role. I was bummed I couldn't go, but not near as bummed if I would have had to tell Hope she didn't get to go!

I get a text from Paul, "there are 20 women here and 3 dudes." HA!!! I know he just loved that.
I asked Hope when she got home, what did they do with the cow? "They milked their thingies."
Uh, cute.
She also said, her favorite thing was spending time with Mya.
Paul said they saw each other from across the field and ran to each other like a movie.

So thankful that Paul took Hope today!! :)))
And now we wait. Will Paul, Hope or I get the pukes? Will I get to go spend time with my BFF this weekend? Stay tuned.....