A Beautiful Day

I told my husband I started a blog. First, I had to explain what a blog is. He caught on quickly. His question....why? And, "no offense, but whose going to read it." I told him, it really isn't about who can read it...it's totally selfish. For me, it's about saving our story. Though, I think I have to step it up a notch. I've been looking at other blogs. This one looks a little boring. I'llh have to add some pictures and stuff. I'll get to that.

Today was another great day. I've got a head cold and am losing my voice...I didn't feel much like going to church, but we went anyway. We're babysitting a friend's dog this weekend and before church Connor insisted that we give Trudy (a BIG golden retriever) more food and water. We were in a hurry, but Connor wouldn't leave until we checked to make sure she was okay. It was so cool to watch Craig and Connor fill the dog dish. Connor was so proud of himself....and I was so proud that we're raising a son who is concerned about others.

We got to church on time...Sawyer flirted shamelessly with anyone who would look his way. Connor and Jackson went to Sunday School...and Craig and I went to Sunday School and Contemporary Service. When we went to pick Connor and Jackson up...they were playing together so nicely. I stopped for a moment just to soak it in. The teachers told us how good they both were. The one added that Connor told them that his mommy tells him I love you everyday. They asked if his mommy ever yells and he said no. (little white lie) I know there are no secrets in our house because Connor will tell you where we keep the check book if you ask....but it was awesome to hear that he shares his love for his family.

After lunch, Jackson went straight to the train table. He loves playing with Thomas the tank engine. He starting to talk a lot more now. He makes up scenarios about the trains...he'll have Thomas in a ditch...then Sir Handel comes to the rescue...all while Sir Topham Hat is standing by. He is so dear. He does have a thing with screaming though....when he gets excited, he screams...no, he shreaks, squeals...whatever you want to call it...its got to stop. We started giving him time outs when he does it...I'm conflicted about that though, I don't want to limit his expressiveness. (Is that a word?)

Anyway...

I'm so blessed.

It is getting harder to go to work. I want to spend every day with my boys. I try to put my faith in God. If I'm supposed to be home...or change careers..then He'll make it happen.

Tomorrow is Memorial Day. I'll take a moment to remember the men and women who sacrificed for our freedom. I pray my boys never will have to put their lives on the line....but so many mothers have lost their little boys (and girls) for our nation.