Our New Pet

Friday (4/3) the boys and I were out and about early. Parent teacher conference and a bank run. It was crummy weather, rain, wind and more rain. On our way into town we saw a box turtle crossing the road. We barley missed him as well as the truck behind us. So........we rescued him from any other close calls he may have had. We did find that he is in fact a boy, full grown, but not very old. The boys are so excited!! They named him Boxer (very appropriate, for a box turtle). We made him a home and give him time to wonder ours. Its pretty fun.

Ahh Life!

My apologies to anyone who may read this blog. I have not posted lately because we have been pretty busy.......blah blah blah, right - so is the rest of America. I have missed out on so much I am going to start with the most recent and work my way back.

I love Life!!! Its a good thing because it happens all the time. Today is my birthday (29 years young). One of my favorite days of the year. My birthday and Mothers day are great because everyone tries to be good, do nice things, - my hubby for instance will normally do dinner, bathe the boys, and get the day cleaned up, so I can relax. Did I say that I love my birthday?!

So, it has been a little crazy around here. The past few weeks have been like a whirl wind. Sean's baseball practice started the same week swimming lessons did. James worked night shift (11 pm-7 am) followed by late shift (3pm-11am), which are particularly hard with kids activities. James has been trying to spend any extra time (whats that?) studying for his promotional test. While in the process of renovating the main bathroom.

I get up this morning to James kissing me goodbye - off to take his test. I lean up in bed to help gain some coherency to pray with him before he leaves. The boys are playing, and running up and down the hallway. They are yelling and talking and laughing. Sean was calling for me, but so was mother nature. While I am in the bath room and Sean yells "I think Boxer (our new turtle) got out of his box." I said "No, he cant." Sean said " No, I think he did." I said to him "No, I don't think he can.......... why do you keep saying that?" And Sean said " because he is in the family room." And sure enough there he was.

My mom came over and we ran some errands together. I really enjoyed it, but as much as I did, my boys kept asking, "are we done yet?" "are we going home now?" "I have to go potty". At the last stop (which was supposed to be short, my mom and the boys were going to stay in the car) they came in the store saying they had to go potty. So, we go potty. There are only two stalls in the bathroom. One says that he has to sit down, so, so does the other one. Meanwhile, a women comes in needing to use the restroom while both my boys sit perched on the only two toilets the store has to offer a lady. Needless to say she got tired of waiting and left.

I get home and find that my hubby did really well on his test. Praise the Lord!!!! BUT....he is sick. He has some sort of virus, fever, achy, chills, and other need not to mention effects. Poor thing is miserable. I think it is probably from being so stressed and overtired. Hopefully some rest and another day or two he will feel like new again.

So dinner, baths, clean up, and refereeing were back in my domain. My sweet James kept apologizing, I told him that it was alright (I really do feel bad that he feels so bad). After putting the boys to bed we watched a movie together. Marley and Me. It was good, makes you want to kiss your dog, no matter how bad she is (Maggie tends to get into trouble). I love my boys and I love my life. I hope that he is well for mothers day :)