Snapshot

Have you ever been somewhere, riding in the car, swimming, taking a walk, etc., and wished that right at that moment you could have your computer with you because it was right then that the perfect blog post came to mind? That happened to me about 5 times over the weekend.

I know I should post more often, but most of the time the problem is that I have too much to say and not that I'm suffering from a lack of things to say. I strive to make my posts somewhat coherent and I'm afraid lately if I wrote everyday, none of it would be.

But let's talk a little bit.

Last Friday night my mom & dad kept the kids for Lewis and I to have some alone time. We ended up going to one of the restaurants we used to frequent before we had kids. It was nice. Then we headed for Blockbuster, where we rented some movies and went home to sleep through them. Not a bad way to spend an evening.

Lewis helped my dad work on the carport he's building all day Saturday. He was sunburned and extremely tired when they stopped working. We came home to swim in the pool and enjoy a late supper.

During the night, Marley got sick. She threw up three or four times. I hate it when she's sick. I feel totally helpless. She got a lot better by mid-day Sunday though. We decided that we would take the kids to see Cars at the theater. Marley had been wanting her PaPaw to go with her to the movies, so we called him. Lewis claims that by talking his dad into going to a movie, Marley really accomplished something. My father-in-law is the biggest homebody you've ever seen. He never goes anywhere. To add to all that, he's a huge racing fan, so you know where he usually is on Sunday afternoon. But I guess granddaughters are more important than watching Jeff Gordon wreck. It's amazing what kind of leverage a three year old can sometimes have.

Riding in the car on the way to the movie, I was thinking how great it would be to be able to record that moment in my life and play it back for you here. It was not an extraordinary moment, but it was beautiful in a way. The girls were happy and excited. Lewis and I were enjoying the feeling you get when you are doing something special for your kids and happy with each other. It was just a good feeling and I wanted to share it.

So, sometimes if what I write seems ordinary, I just wanted you to know, I'm not doing this to change the world. I just want others to see all the wonderful things I see in my own life. The beauty, if you will, of just being a wife and mom and sister and daughter--the joy of leading an ordinary life.