counting down the days...

Just two more days until our annual Cabin trip. It can't come soon enough. This is the one vacation I get a year and the kids and I are ready to go, well almost.

I have been doing laundry for 3 days straight so we will have some clothes to take with us.

I bought the kids those ugly swimmer shoes, so hopefully no slivers in the feet this summer. (This is a ritual we go through ever summer, that I don't want to repeat this time).

We are stocked up on sun block, swim suits, and beach towels, so it better be warm, but you never know with the cabin.

I have a years worth of page kits to put together and pictures to put on those kits, since this is the only time I scrapbook for myself.

They only things to be done are pack, and go grocery shopping for enough food to last us a couple of weeks.

We used to go up with my mom, Rebecca and her kids, and we would stay for weeks on end. Now that Beega's in Japan my mom and I go up with the kids for a week or two, the kids play outside, play in the water, catch some fish, go for nature walks, and take baths in the sink. Then we put the kids to bed and put a good movie on, and scrapbook until we can't stay awake, then we go to bed and do it again the next day.

Then the cousins and Grandpa come up on the weekend, and it turns into a big party with boat rides, Sea-Doo rides, water weenie rides, big pancake breakfasts made by Grandpa, smores also made by Grandpa, a pirate treasure hunt, 4-Wheeler rides by Uncle Craig, lots of game playing at night, Stacie's good dips and cookies, and lots of fun and laughter.

I can tell you that the cabin is the closest place to heaven on earth, I have so many memories of going there every summer of my life, and my kids have done the same thing, and they already have so many memories, just two more days.

8 years...

8 years ago today Jeff and I got married, after knowing each other for only 3 short months. I tried to find some pictures but we got married back when digital cameras were still in the future and I didn't feel like going through pictures and scanning them, so just use your imagination. We were young, although at the time I thought we were so old, Jeff was 25 and I was a month short of my 23rd birthday. I was a good 20 pounds heavier than now, and Jeff was a good 30 pounds lighter. We certainly don't waste time in our family because Gracie was born just 9 months later. (Actually 8 months and 3 weeks, but don't freak out, that was because she was breech and we had to schedule a C-Section a week before my due date.)

I can honestly say that Jeff is my very best friend, we love to just hang out and laugh together. I know that we will always be together because no other man would put up with me the way he does. We seem to compliment each other in many ways (meaning he does everything for me that I don't want to, and sometimes I do things for him). Examples:

1- He always puts up with my crazy ideas, but I have to talk him into them, (I usually have to talk a lot before he will finally agree).

2-I hate, hate ordering food through a drive through, I only do it if the kids are crying in the car because they are so hungry, Jeff is always in charge of getting food. (That includes ordering pizza, something I refuse to do).

3-I hate putting gas in the car, so he usually makes sure I'm always filled up.

4-He does the dishes for me and takes out the trash.

5-He lets me sleep in on the weekends even though he wakes up at 3:00am every morning for work (I blame that on his internal alarm clock because he can't sleep past 7:00).

6-He changes Millie's diapers when he's home.

7-He puts up with my millions of phone calls a day complaining about the latest disaster at home.

P.S. (I feel like a horrible wife reading over this.)

Things I do for my husband:

1-I'm the one who mows the lawn most of the time, I would rather mow the lawn then clean the kitchen, and I think Jeff probably would to so maybe this doesn't count....

2-hmmmm, let's see, what else do I do...

3-I grow and give birth to his babies, doesn't that count for something?

well I think that's about it, aren't we perfect for each other?

silly millie...

Millie is going through a phase where she can't wear anything other than a costume of some sort, or a princess dress. When she does let me get her dressed in clothes, she has to add a snow hat (like the top picture) or some accessory to add some personality to her outfit.

She has even been wearing her princess dresses to bed at night because she refuses to take them off. She is so full of personality and she cracks me up on a daily basis, 2 year olds can be so fun!