Reason# 10,006 AND 10,007

Honeymoon

Just when I think I will never survive the next 30 days in my cumbersome, roly-poly stage of pregnancy, my husband says Thank You. "Thank you for carrying my children" as he bends down to put on my shoes, of which I am tired of doing. He also cooked an amazing dinner last night, followed by a healthy fruitful (speaking of fruitful) breakfast this morning. I love him so much and I am honored to carry his children.

Autumn: The Season Between Summer and Winter

After Springtime, Autumn is my favorite season. Of course, living in Texas, neither is as long as it should be so I have to be diligent and 

work hard at enjoying every single second. This autumn will be spent nurturing our newest family member being as his due-date is mid-September, so I'm posting past memories and a few new ones I'd like to make.

Matthew 2 years old
Mommy's moment of Genius

My Gentleman Pirate

Inks Lake is a Must

Pumpkin Carving

Dewberry Farm

Texas State Railroad
Rusk State Park

candied apples

who could forget these?
http://familyfun.go.com/recipes/mini-caramel-apples-688916/

or Wow!
Halloween Candied Apples
http://webspinstress.com/halloween/2009/10/24/scary-candied-apples/

Amazing Sandwich

I made this sandwich for hubbies lunch today. It is amazing, especially on subway's wheat bread topped with provolone cheese. He thinks I'm very sexy. :) Thank you pioneer woman. I love you.

Reason# 10,002

Joe just dotted stars all over the boys ceiling with glow paint.... It's magical. Now every night they get to fall asleep beneath the milky way.
Reason 10,002 that I love this man.

He's no Prince Charming...

... and I'm definately not Cinderella!
Our fourteenth anniversary is coming up in a few weeks and I always take the time to reflect on where we are in our relationship. Love ISN'T a fairy tale. I'm not saying this in disrespect of our relationship. Just the opposite, in fact. The truth is, it isn't always perfect. We sometimes take each other for granted. HE doesn't pick up his socks and I am terrible at getting the laundry done (or the dishes, in fact).WE are both too easily frustrated with our kids. (Poor kids) HE can't make a plan to save his life. I can't take out the trash.

That being said, I love him. Like a love song. It is such a give and take thing and sometimes its a love and hate thing. Our lives are wrapped up in each other. Everything we've been through, we've been through together. Its beautiful to step back and see everything woven together, as it was meant to be. The ups and downs and always having someone to look to in those moments of despair. I hope my kids see that their Daddy, dirty socks and all, is THE love of my life.




Reason # 10,000