Ok, let’s play
catch up, shall we! It seems like so much has happened in my little world since
my last life update. It is amazing what a summer can bring. I feel like it has
been forever since catching up with a best friend and now I must pummel you
with my words. I will try to restrain myself from sharing every last detail
with all of you beautiful unsuspecting lovelies.
First and
foremost, we are in the home stretch with our adoption process. It looks like
little miss sassy-pants will officially be a Morris sometime in November (we
are praying it doesn’t take any longer than this). That will make three years
since she entered our home. We officially sent in all of our paperwork and
payment so we are just waiting for the courts at this point. We have been
dreaming of this day for so long it almost doesn’t seem real yet. For those of
you that are my friends on social media, brace yourself for the massive amounts
of pictures we plan to post as soon as this is final. I plan to post on here as well.
Second, we decided
to homeschool our middle son, Tony. This was a difficult decision for us, but
once it became clear, we were washed in the “peace that transcends all understanding.”
You know, that peace that only God can give. We are a few weeks into the new
school year and I am even more convinced than ever that we made the right
decision. I am not saying this is easy, but I am saying that it is worth it and
it is clearly what Tony needs at this time. I’ve learned that the hard decision
is usually the right one. I am really trying to be present in each moment and
not to miss any teaching opportunities. We joined the local 4-H and plan to go
on some group field trips. Plus, he is still taking horseback riding lessons
once a week.
Since we decided
to homeschool Tony, we also made the decision for little miss to start pre-k 3.
Whew, this was a hard one! A couple of months before school started I began
talking to her about it, and every time she would cry and explain through her
tears that she didn’t want to go. She was really pulling at the heart-strings…and
the guilt-strings. She told me at one point, “You can’t yeave me, you my mommy;”
I wasn’t sure my heart was going to survive that one. But by the first day of
school she was ready to go. My husband and I walked her to class and she was
fine. I choked back my tears like a good mommy. When I picked her up and she
came running out of that school with her pink backpack on, arms reaching for
me, and yelling “mommy” as loud as she
could; I totally lost it and cried all the way to the car and the short drive
home. I am such a sap! The next day when I took her to school she cried at the
window banging on the class and screaming for me. So yet again, I cried all the
way to the car and all the way home. By the end of the second week she seemed
to have it down (though she still cries at least once a week just for good
measure) and my heart is slowly recovering.
OK, so now I have
to address the Texas weather. At the beginning of the summer we had some crazy
rain…like monsoon! My husband bought himself a new car and gave his old one
(which wasn’t really old, it was still under warranty) to our 16-year old. However,
the sunroof was acting up, so he took the car to the dealership to have it
repaired. The next day he got a call that his car, the one for our 16-year old,
had flooded at the dealership. He was frustrated, to say the least, because he
bought that car for the sole purpose of passing it on to our son. As a matter
of fact, when he bought himself a new car, he just got the same one, just a newer
model and different color so he could do the same thing for our middle son. However,
you must know that what my husband really wants is a 4-door, full-size, pick-up
truck. At the same time, he wants to do the right thing and pass on a car with
better gas mileage for the kids; he is sacrificing his wants for the kids—good
man, huh?
So, after the car was
determined to be totaled, we learned the amount of insurance refund and my
husband feverishly begins looking for a vehicle for our son. He finds the
perfect deal. He shows Lance what he found and he is so excited he can hardly
stand it. So they go to the dealership to make the deal. We got him a red 4-door,
full-size, pick-up truck! It is then that the young man turns to his Dad and
says…“Dad, how are you going to feel with me driving a pick-up truck and you
driving a car?” To which my husband replies, with a puzzled look on his face…“like
I made a mistake!” Boys and their toys!
I am not going to lie; I sure do love it when I get to drive his truck.
Last, but
certainly not least, my husband and I celebrated our 20-year wedding
anniversary this summer. It is still crazy to me that I am even old enough to be
married for 20 years. Here’s the crazy news; for the first time in our marriage,
went out of town for our anniversary—just the two of us. It was so lovely to get away with him and be alone. Do you know what we learned? Or actually just
reconfirmed? We like each other…like A LOT!
That may sound crazy, but after having kids in our home, stealing our
focus, it sure is nice to know that we can still be just the two of us and
enjoy each other. We still have lots of stuff to say to each other and not just
about the kids. We really just love being around each other, which gives me great
hope for our empty-nester years; but that’s going to be a while with a three
year old in the house! And there you have it, the latest-and-greatest of the
happenings in my life.
So what is going
on with you?
