Emergency Preparedness

I was reminding Mason when he got in the shower tonight to wash his armpits really good.

"Your girlfriend won't stick around if you've got stinky pits." I said jokingly.

"I know. But don't worry, I keep a couple of extra girls on the side. Ya know, just in case."

I'm glad he's thinking ahead but I hope he scrubs his armpits even if he does have a back up plan.

When did I get so OLD?

These are Mason and Mia's school pictures from earlier this school year. Back in the Fall when they brought them home I remember being truly SHOCKED at how old they have gotten. Which seems odd because I still feel like I'm in my early 20's. Why do you think your mind chooses to stay in your 20's when every glance in the mirror tells you otherwise? Maybe we don't actually see those changes in the mirror over time. The minds way of treating us kindly, maybe?

The other day Mason came home and informed me that they are doing County reports in school and he's been assigned Iron County. I remember my 4th grade County report. I was assigned Garfield County and was STOKED because I loved Garfield the cartoon cat and couldn't wait to put a big picture of him on my poster even though the 2 are not relative. But I digress. Here's how the conversation went;

Me: "That's fun! Are you doing a report and a poster? That's what I remember doing in 4th grade."

Mason: "Yeah. We're doing the report at school but the poster we do at home."

Me: "Ok, so do we need to write a letter to the County Seat and ask them to send us some brochures and information?"

Mason:..............blank stare........."Huh?"

Me: a brief description of writing to the County Seat to get info for the report and stuff we can use on the poster.

Mason: .....with a small eye roll and a bit of disgust (or pity)......."No Mom, ...we just Google it."

My thought: Well of course you do...duh!

No more looking things up in Encyclopedia Brittanica or the World Book. And of course, no more writing to the county seat for info to use in your 4th grade County report.

I am getting OLD!

Happy Anniversary

Today it's been 14 years.

A lot has happened in those years. Most of it really great! Some of it not so much. Either way, I'm glad it's been with you Babe! Thanks for being the perfect guy for me. Things that make you the perfect guy? Well let see....You forgive me easily (this was a must in the future husband category since I tend to screw up often). You're not afraid to be affectionate (which I sometimes struggle to be). You tell our kids (and me) several times a day how much you love them. You do more laundry than I do (yeah ladies, that's right, he does!). You scrub the bathrooms for me a lot. You have a great sense of humor (more so when you're not trying, but I've already told you that). You tell me all the time how beautiful you think I am (this is always nice to hear but sometimes hard to believe. Especially now that the wrinkles and gray are getting more prevalent). Our kids will never doubt that their Dad thinks they are the greatest, most talented and most beautiful (as you should! Every little girl (and boy I'm sure) needs to know their Daddy thinks they're beautiful. Because one day, they'll question it themselves). My list could go on and on.

I love who you are and I love who you're always working to be. I love you more now then I did 14 years ago! Who would have thought that was possible?

This was our cute surprise Mason did for us while we were out. What a stud! Thanks Mase, we love you!!!!

Love you Mattie....here's to a gazillion more!