No Way!

Today I did the most amazing thing.

I looked at my blog again.

I kind of forgot I had a blog.

But today I am rededicating myself to updates.

Because life is marching on and I am getting way behind.

Next thing you know Braxton will be driving.

But only if he can see over the steering wheeel.

Funny Things McKay Has Said

When we were getting ready to go camping, McKay was concerned about the bears. "Mom, do we get to pet the bears?" I said, "No, McKay. The bears are not nice and we do not pet them. We stay away from them." He needed further clarification. "Are the bears mean, Mom?"
"Yes, McKay, the bears are mean."
"Except when they're nice, right?"
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McKay received a shirt from Nana for his birthday. He called her on the phone. "Thank you for the shirt, Nana." She replies, "Oh, you're welcome, sweetheart. Does it fit?" And he answers, "It goes all the way to my pants."
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At a baseball tournament, McKay wanted to pet a dog. He asked the man by the dog, "Excuse me, sir. May I pet your dog?" The man answered, "It's not my dog. You'll have to ask that goofball over there." McKay turns to the kid and says, "Hey, Goofball, may I pet your dog?"

15 years

15 years ago today I married Randy. I liked him a lot. He was a pretty nice guy and he'd been working construction all summer so he looked good, too.

Today, 15 years later, I can tell you that I married the love of my life. I didn't know it then, though.

Randy kisses me goodbye every morning when he leaves for work, even if I'm still in bed (note to you, he leaves for work at 6:45 a.m. so it's not like I'm lazy or anything). He pumps up the tires on the bike for me so I can go riding. Randy rolls over in the middle of the night when I complain that he's snoring.

Randy fixes breakfast on Saturdays.

Randy rubs my shoulders but never asks me to rub his because he knows how badly it hurts my hands. He  sings to our kids at bedtime when he knows I've had a long day. Randy knows that when I say, "We need to go buy milk" and it's 9:00 at night, what I'm really saying is, "Let's hit Dairy Queen on the way home."

Randy helps fold the laundry.

It occurred to me in the middle of the night that in another 15 years, I will be 52 years old. McKay will be leaving on a mission. I might be a grandma. I just hope that in another 15 years, I've still got the love of my life.

Happy Anniversary to us!