Times like these remind us to cherish the little things.... Like a certain five year old sneaking into the bed in the middle of the night. He had bad dreams and wanted to snuggle up to his daddy. I woke the next morning and he was smack dab in the middle of the bed sprawled out.
Even after a restless night, he was bright eyed and bushy tailed. He's so funny in the morning...
This past week, we dusted and cleaned the old house in preparation for the final walk through before closing. It was a little weird walking out the door for the very last time. I was surprised over the mixed feelings I had closing the door for the last time.
I felt excitement for this process to be over, but a little sadness too. I brought my baby home from the hospital. I've spent so many holidays there. Ryan and I have laughed and cried there. Just done life there. I didn't expect to feel that.
We visited a car show this weekend and had a blast. All of us love gorgeous cars. My husband has so much car knowledge it's almost unbelievable. Just so many facts!
And I dread the day this one turns 16.... He's got a love of cars just like his daddy.
Saturday morning Caleb and I went to breakfast together. He's the only kid I know who requests tomato juice to drink for breakfast and we got plenty of stares from approving older adults. Total mom win!
We signed up for football too and he is so excited! Last year was fun, but his motor skills have developed a lot more this year and we can't wait to cheer him on.
Saturday night was our annual Father/Daughter date night. We always attend the NRA dinner. We've been six years and won guns 5 of those years. I'd say we have a pretty good streak.