Girls Trip

My Mom swept me off my tired feet and took me to the beach. She treated me to a FREEEEEE stay at a hotel on the beach AND a Spa Day, plus food and some AMAZING Cole Haan shoes. We stayed here and went to this spa. I'm posting the links because I didn't take pictures of them. It was really a huge treat. I've never been to a spa before so Mom made sure that we got our massages in the same room so I wouldn't be nervous if they decide to do something weird. Words cannot describe how good it felt to wind down, and let that women work all the stress out of my body. Oh, and my face was REALLY swollen when she finished. Something about toxins being released. That part was kinda strange. We soaked in the hot tub before our massage and did the steam room afterward (which was super hot) to get the full effect of the luxuries. We ate at some really amazing restaurants. Our favorites consisted of The Marlin Grill, Wild Olives, and Cafe 30-A. It was fun to order different entrees and share. One day we spent 6hrs. shopping! 6 hrs!!!! Now try doing that with two toddlers and a husband! I haven't went shopping that long in....well, never! It was great to just spend time with Mom. Just the two of us. Without distractions of the everyday. She needed a getaway as well. She has a hectic work and travel schedule. Alright! I'm done gushing about it all! Just writing this entry has got me smiling from ear to ear. So while she and I did this, my very sweet Dad volunteered to keep the kids Thursday-by himself, all day long while Aaron worked. Now keep in mind this is the same guys that can't handle changing a poop diaper. Actually, I don't think he has changed a poop diaper in all his life. He assured me that he had no problem taking Ben outside and squirting him down with the water hose if need be. Oh, can you just picture it! When the time came he suffered through it, and didn't break out the hose (thanks Dad, and I know Ben thanks you too). Friday was better for him. Aaron was there to help. It's so cute to think of those two playing house together. A few things happened while the women were away: the dishwasher broke, the grill broke, my Dyson broke, the lawnmower was fixed, and the ventilation fan that never worked before has decided to start working, and it sounds like a helicopter is about to land while your doing your business - not cool. I was impressed at how tidy the house was upon our return, but was informed that it had only just been picked up because Dad broke one of Christians toy frogs that was full of a trillion tiny little beads that are now scatted about the house in every crack and crevice. They has to pick up so they could vacuum. No complaints here, though. I'm thrilled they vacuumed, and they were willing to play house while the women were away. Mom, Thank-You for spoiling me absolutely rotten (it sure is sweet to be the only child). Dad, thanks for playing my part for a few days and changing a poop diaper. Aaron, thanks for letting me do this with Mom and not complaining a single ounce. I love you all! So............um...........when can we do it again?

Aunt Jackie Visit

I refer to Jackie and Natalie as "Aunt" because I am an only child and we all grew up together so they are the closest thing to a sister that I have. Just a tid bit of information just in case you are curious. So we are visiting with "Aunt" Jackie and Ryan and we went to the park today. No playground, but who needs a playground when there's DUCKS!!! Everywhere ducks! The boys had so much fun chasing them. We finally cam across a white duck that would let the boys pet her. She was so gentle. While I was wrapped up in that sweet moment The God Father Duck came out of nowhere and bit me on the leg. Look, this was not a nibble-it was a bonafide duck bit. It left a bruise. I am an over exaggerator anyways, so of course I yelled, and then yelled at the duck. Everyone within hearing distance was gawking at me freaking out over this duck. It was a little awkward and I felt like a wimp. For the rest of the time I was a somewhat duck shy,but Christian assured me that the other ducks were "nice ducks." He was really concerned about it, and kissed my boo boo. It was role reversal, and I was three years old again.

Aunt Natalie Visit

I gathered up the boys and went to visit a good friend who is expecting her first baby in December. The boys call her "Aunt Natalie." I'm always so nervous visiting my friends that don't yet have children. I feel like in some small way it scares the heck out of them when out family comes in and explodes all over their house. Luckily they didn't break anything (I did) and they somewhat behaved themselves. The boys are still talking about her two little dogs (Hank and Tag). Which they should, they terrorized them the whole time we were there. Just yesterday Christian was in the backseat asking "Where's Hanks Tag, Momma?"

Natalie, thanks for putting up with us for a couple of days. We enjoyed our time. I hope we didn't wear you out too much.

Christian is 3

My Little Man is 3 Years OLD!!!! We had a Fire Truck Birthday Party. Notice on the invitations that I didn't put the date, AND I misspelled my son's name. Could you tell that I was in a hurry? Maybe I will laugh about it in years to come. You can tell from the pictures that we all had a really great time. Naturally the firetruck was a hit. Our neighbor is the fire cheif so he pulled a favor for us and brought the firetruck to our house. Christian loved everything about his party. It was great to watch him have so much fun.

6 Years Ago...

August 9th 2003
Happy Anniversary Sweetie! Let me go ahead and share with you guys how Aaron proposed to me. It was my graduation trip, on a cruise, at dinner, and seriously the biggest surprise of my life. We were at the "formal" dinner and Aaron had excused himself from the table acting like he didn't feel well. Which was completely believable because the poor guy had some sort of sun poisoning from the previous days. So he's taking forever wherever he went and I am sitting there around a table with a lot of my friends chit chatting. Next thing I know our song, "Cross My Heart" by George Strait, starts playing over the loud speakers during dinner. Then, Aaron comes walking up the steps toward our table, singing it to me. There were about 300 people in the dining room, and I promise you could hear a pin drop. The entire place went quiet and everyone was staring at HIM singing to ME, getting down on his knees, and asking ME TO MARRY HIM IN FRONT OF ALL THESE PEOPLE! Ahh! I thought I would explode! After saying yes, everyone cheered and most of the women were crying. People I didn't even know came up to us during the trip and told him that if I would have said no, that they would say yes. What nerve. Back off ladies, he is MINE! So there you have it. Six years and two children later I am still head over heels for this man.