My Michael Jude is just full of emotion, and in a serious way. He is reserved but loud and always looks like he is contemplating whether he likes his life or not. Here he is at a park, first checking out the swing, then wondering if he likes the ride, then laughing and screaming and not wanting off.
Friday, June 21, 2013
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
A Very Brave Grandma
I blogged about going to San Diego for our anniversary, but did I mention who came over and watched all the children for five days? My mom flew out from Oregon and stayed here, keeping everyone safe and happy. My mom is a 75 year-old widow, and I have to say I'm quite proud of her for taking on such a venture! Many times in our home it's a lot like playing 'Whack-a-Mole'. You get one thing taken care of, and up pops something else! But she managed to keep them all fed and played many many games with them along the way. She also managed to have a very interesting diaper story, but I won't post that here.
When we flew in from California on Thursday, I asked her if she'd like the next day to spend by herself. She emphatically said, 'yes!' and we didn't see her until Saturday. But she was back in the ring after that, and we had a very nice time, even through the moving process and and living with only 1 car for 12 people. And at the end of it all, she took the younger ones to Chuck E. Cheese and Krispy Kreme Doughnuts, just for fun.
When we flew in from California on Thursday, I asked her if she'd like the next day to spend by herself. She emphatically said, 'yes!' and we didn't see her until Saturday. But she was back in the ring after that, and we had a very nice time, even through the moving process and and living with only 1 car for 12 people. And at the end of it all, she took the younger ones to Chuck E. Cheese and Krispy Kreme Doughnuts, just for fun.
Michael Jude was underwhelmed with Chuck E.'s, until his lunch arrived.
Cashing in all those tickets!
Watching the hot doughnuts get a bath in glaze. Mmmm...
Emma and her Grandma
Monday, June 17, 2013
San Diego or Bust
This month my husband and I celebrate 20 years of marriage. I really was hoping we'd get to go somewhere different to celebrate. You know, not just out to dinner or something like that. And with all we have been doing to sell our home and get ready to move, other things really haven't been top priority. Especially things that cost much money.
However, God is bigger than our 'here and now', isn't He. Kenny recently got invited to speak at a conference on data virtualization, or something really interesting like that. *snicker snicker* And the conference just happened to be in San Diego. And he just happened to ask the conference leader if he could happen to bring his wife along, you know, since it just happens to be near our 20th anniversary. And the man just happened to say yes. And he also just happened to let us stay 2 extra nights at this beautiful resort. That happened to be in Coronado Island. *happy sigh*
Aside from the fact that our wonderful realtor back home practically came on vacation with us (getting through the inspection phase, you know), we both had a wonderful time. It really was sweet getting away from everything and everyone. The weather was perfect. The long walks reviving. The hotel just felt rich. The food absolutely delicious (and all the better 'cause someone else cooked it!). And five days alone with the man I'd still say 'I do' to. Most certainly a gift from a gracious Father.
The grand staircase at our resort. Boy, did we feel pampered here. |
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