We've been gone from Paris for about three years, but Jack and Bennett still miss each other. So when Bennett's birthday rolled around we knew we had to meet in the middle for some sort of celebration...of course, Melody and I NEVER mind getting together either. We decided to meet up at Sky Zone in Jackson
so we could talk the kids could jump and celebrate. And celebrate they did. We finished the night off with Krystal burgers and we each headed home. Sniff. Sniff. We are always sad when our time with them ends.
We have quite the crew surrounding us. While I've never taken this crew for granted...the older I get, the more I appreciate them. They love us, surround us, celebrate with us, and we are grateful. It's because of the people in this photograph that we are where we are today.
We had lunch afterwards and my man in the middle helped himself to a brownie right out of the middle. I laughed. He's a funny guy.
I'm not sure what Clayton was wanting, but several days after I was sick I came into the kitchen to this note on the wall. Well if that's not the sweetest thing you've ever seen?!? He also came in from school and told me I looked like I needed a hug. He was right. I did need a hug. And he gave me one.
At dinner one night we were just sitting around the table. I asked the boys a question, "If you could meet with anyone for 10 minutes, past or present, who would it be?"
This was the answer:
Clayton and Jack spoke simultaneously:
Jack: Steph Curry
Jack, upon hearing Clayton: I'm just kidding.
Jack: Mark Gasol
I laughed until I almost fell out of my chair.
It is so rare that we have a night at home that I took a picture. It was leftover night and everyone was just helping themselves, but I think these are the days and the moments I will want to remember.
The night we were all home, we played several games of basketball outside with our boys and several neighbor boys. We had the best time. In fact, we played until it was dark. Then Andrew suggested ice cream. Who am I to turn down ice cream?!? Of course we went!
I get up each morning to read my Bible and spend a little time in prayer. One morning I woke up and it was storming. I love a good early morning storm. However, Dash does not share my affection for storms. The 50 lbs. dog turned into a lap dog as he jumped up in the chair with me. Funny dog.
We finished up basketball around here. Jack's team remained undefeated. He was pumped about the game. They almost didn't win, but in the end they were victorious.
I do yoga several times a week. When I do it in the living room, Dash thinks it's a team sport. It's not.
Speaking of yoga...I played around with it one morning while all the boys were gone and took a picture outside. What you need to know is that when I started yoga several months ago, I could not touch my toes. I was a sight. It's been fun to see my progress. I can tell I'm so much stronger and flexible. I just love it.
Fred preached at Union this week. Mun, Janice, Mimi, Renee, Fred, Elzie, Francis, and Billy (Fred's roommate/our friend) all came. It was a really good time. The boys wanted to come as well. I'm sure it was so they could skip school, but whatever. It was a fun family day.
If someone had tapped me on the shoulder at 18 and told that 20 years later I would be sitting in this chapel listening to my husband preach surrounded by not one, not two, but three sweet boys I never would have believed them. To say that this moment was surreal is a gross understatement.