Best Week Ever

Have you ever heard people talk about the "best week ever"? You know, the kind of weeks that you just never will forget. Perhaps a honeymoon week or maybe a Spring Break? Well I had one of those weeks last week.

Tuesday falling into Wednesday changed our family again. We added a new one and she's just quite simply perfect. We were all there. Every single one of us. Miss E and Booboo, their mama and daddy. Big, Lil', Ned & Papa. All of us. We merged into one big happy brood with another extra special family. It was a long wait. But worth every second. Cheffie is here now.

 

Ok. So after we got Cheffie home and settled it was time to celebrate our birthdays. I made sure that happened. And that I did it very well. MR came down to help out a little too and Lil' had a pair of glasses on that I'm obsessed with.

 

 



 

Mother's Day came along and we spent the day celebrating all the mamas in our lives. We are so blessed to have so many and so many that mean so much. So that's how it went. The best week ever just happened.

 

 



Every Breath

It's been a long time. Too long. I started this blog in an effort to keep a record of our lives. Our lives with our children at home with us. It's not that the living slows down or stops. It's that the speed sometimes is so fast, I can hardly breathe much less write. But as life would have it, one moment this past week stopped me in my tracks and reminded me that I have to write. I have to keep this diary for you. So that you know just how it felt when you were 10 and she was 7.

On Tuesday, we had Middle School orientation. Apparently, you will be in 6th grade next year. I don't understand how I'm the last to know but that's how the cookie has crumbled. Just like at your 5K graduation or the Mother's Day program in 2nd grade, I cried. Teared right up like I was chopping onions. Uncontrollable. Unstoppable. For maybe the first time ever you were embarrassed of us in front of your friends. You didn't care if we bought the orange, the blue or the white tshirt. Just buy one already and stop asking! Damn!

I asked Daddy if he was sad. We only have 6 more years with you in our house more than likely. That fact is a real pisser for me. Time is speeding by. Good ole' time. Never there when you need it and always in the way when you don't want it to be. Anyways, Daddy was ok but I'm sure it will be a different story when Lil' gets to Middle School.

There is lots going on right now. Turkey Season has come back and gone out again. You spent 5 days with Papa reenacting "The Old Man and the Boy" in the woods on Spring Break. You loved every single second.We are waiting on Baby Cheffie to come. Boat days are happening and summer will bring Edisto and friends soon. Life is happening and I'm hanging on to every breath.