Mrs. Nurse Boy here.
We're back! We finally got to celebrate our anniversary this weekend.
(Thank you Bubby and Papa for stepping in! We do realize that this tribe can be a handful!)
It is amazing what a few hours alone can do for a marriage! Not to mention room service, a hot tub, and the simple pleasure of sleeping until you wake up on you own. (Did you hear that? NO RADIO ALARM CLOCK!)
Nurse Boy and I had a list of topics that we needed to discuss. We were decision makers this weekend! As most of you know, we have desperately been seeking God's direction for our family's future. Praise God! He really used this weekend to reveal a great deal to us. He gave us clarity. Now, I feel ready to take life by the horns! So refreshing!
Now, for my random thoughts. I know, I know, you are at the edge of your seat. So, let's get this party started...
Bruiser and I were driving in the van this week when he suddenly asked me, "Will Dimples be free first?"
I immediately responded with much wisdom by saying, "Huh?"
"You know, will he be the first one of us to be free?"
"Like, when he gets older, will he be the first one of us kids to move out?"
"Why, yes, son. You all will be released from your jail cell and set free at the monumental age of 18. Dimples will be the first to be released, while you and your sister will remain chained in your cell, tallying the days until you, too, will be set free."
Honestly, this kid never fails to crack me up!
Last week, Sweet Pea wanted to watch Dimple's basketball game from the comfort of her Papa's lap. Not her mom's. Mom tends to discipline her. Mom uses the word...wait...wait for it..."No!" Not Papa...unless it is a safety issue, I"ll give him that. Papa is all about safety. Papa, Sweet Pea, and Bruiser were sitting right in front of the light switch to the gym. You know where this is going, don't you? After resisting for sometime, she went for it. She was faster than Papa. She turned off the lights while 2 basketball games were in full swing. The good news was it was only half of the lights on the ceiling. The bad news was they were the type of energy saving lights that don't turn on right away. They slowly turn back on. I just pretended like I didn't know that crazy family. Poor Papa! Nurse Boy was too busy coaching to realize that it was his own daughter that made the entire room dimmer.
Recently, at a mommy group, one of the mom's was sharing that "3 is the new 2." Again, I revealed my great wisdom by responding with a quick, "Huh?" She went on to explain that it used to be more common for families to have an average of 2 children. The trend has moved to families having 3 children. Apparently, we are trend setters. Who knew?
Is 35 the new 25? I would like to start that trend as well.
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