Dinner for the O-line

Jason loves these guys and has so enjoyed coaching them this year. I was thrilled that they all came over tonight to eat dinner with us. In years past, as soon as the food was gone, so were the boys. But this year, they made themselves comfortable and after minimal prompting, started their favorite football memory and their favorite (funny) story about Coach Dean. One of the guys shared that when his parents were splitting up it really helped when Jason talked and prayed with him. So cool that Jason gets to do that! Tatum moved from lap to lap while Emma was the little waitress. We all had a great night, I hope the guys enjoyed themselves and know how much their coach appreciates the hard work they give him.

Add to my list of qualifications as mother of the year...children are allowed to run through the house with foreign objects deep in the ear canal...(and later this morning) children allowed to chase each other with scissors.

Angry Mother

Jason walked into the kitchen to find Tatum cowering under the table. When Jason asked what he was doing he said, in his best scared voice... "I'm hiding from my angry mother!"

The intercessor

We have been asking God to send Emma a friend, she is getting to that age. One night during their prayers Jason brought up the subject again and this is how it went:
J: Dear God, please send Emma a friend
E: (whisper) Daddy, tell him that she should be three
J: ...a friend who is three years old
E: (whisper) Daddy, tell Him so we can play dress up
J: ...so that they can play dress up together...We ask that you would send a friend Emma's way. Amen.
E: (chin quivering with big tears in her eyes)
J: What's wrong baby?!
E: (bursting into tears) You told God you were going to send me away!!

Time well spent

It's so wonderful when you get to share something you love with the people you love...
...skipping rocks...

...tire swings...

...no phones, no TV's, no internet...

...just family and time...

...and of course the trip to the river is never complete without a big fat breakfast at Billy Ivy's in downtown London America!

Precious sleep

Sleep can be a rare commodity around here. Thank goodness we had all gone to bed early last night because, for some reason, Mr TC woke up at 5am. Jason , being the fantastic daddy that he is, layed on the couch and rubbed his back until he drifted back to sleep for another hour. The deep thumping of Jason's heart in that great big chest of his can put anyone to sleep.

12 years of ...

...My how we've changed...from 2 individuals to 1 unit; from spending in secret to budgeting together; from dinner and a movie to pizza and a rental; from romance to flannel pajamas, from sleeping in to sleeping little, from 600 sq feet and a dog to 3 bedrooms, 3 children, and 2 dogs; from dreaming about the future to watching our children dream; from Beep & Jase to Mommy and Daddy; from loving to liking to putting up with and back to liking and loving even more; from fighting dirty to fighting fair; from red sports car with bucket seats to mom mobile with carseats; from infatuation to deep love and respect; from now until forever; my one true love, the man of my dreams, the father of my children, the one I will grow old with, the one I can depend on for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer. Here's to forever...