We Will Rock You!

So on with my story from our weekend trip. It actually happened before leaving town, while we were on our way to drop off Aaron Job with the family he was staying with. Now, this was a nice family, a really nice family. You know the kind whose children never misbehave-that kind of nice family. So we're driving along in a fun car that we rented for the weekend, and I hear a fun song playing lowly on the radio, and I'm all about having fun right now because I going away for the weekend with no diaper bag attached to me!! So I crank up the radio and we hear:

"YOU GOT MUD ON YOUR FACE, BIG DISGRACE, SOMEBODY BETTA PUT YOU BACK INTO YOUR PLACE!!"

Now, Aaron is by no means stuffy and uptight, but he quickly, but quietly, said "Turn that down! We don't want him walking into these people's house singing that song!" And you have to admit, once you get to the chorus, it is a pretty catchy song. You're probably singing it right now just from reading my post title! Aaron tried to say this casually and quietly, but the keen ears in the back seat heard him anyway. So our son says "Why don't you want me to sing that? Will they think they have mud on their faces?"

All we could do at that moment was just go along with him like "Yeah, that's right! We don't want to embarrass them!"

My sweet son! Always thinking of others first! But his parents? NOOOO, we're thinking about the mud on our own face!

Stayin' Alive

Well I guess it's time for a quick update from us all!

One random thought first though. I wonder if you can tell what kind of day you're going to have by what song is going through your head when you get up in the morning? For example, I woke up this morning singing Still Crazy After All These Years. I have a feeling it's going to be one of those days!

And another thought: I wonder if I can title all my posts with song titles! I'll give it a try, I mean, surly I can think of one song title a month for ALL my posts! I was one of those people growing up that my friends would HATE riding in the car with me. As we would flip through radio stations they would say "You know EVERY word to EVERY song!!

Well, Aaron and I just got back from a weekend trip to Dallas. All by ourselves!! It was just enough time to relax and to miss the kids enough to want to be back. I thought that I was all charged and ready to be a better mom on Monday, but it seems it seems as though I may need another weekend already!! :)

We went to a FamilyLife Weekend to Remember, did some shopping, and got to eat out at restaurants without having to pull out high chairs and sippy cups! Ahh, so nice!! I REALLY missed my kids though. In fact, the first night, one of my girls had A LOT of trouble going to bed for the sitters. She was so upset that we weren't there, that she couldn't get control of herself for almost an hour. So then I was upset! Apparently, I was so obviously shaken, that after our dinner that night, our waitress brought us this HUGE piece of chocolate cake "just because"! This cake was just like "The Great Wall of Chocolate" from P.F. Chang's-raspberry sauce and all!! So, then Aaron commented that I should cry everytime we go out to dinner! Isn't he so caring and sensitive! :P

(btw, there's 89 grams of FAT in this piece of cake!! I just found that out while looking up this picture! This is good to know AFTER I've eaten it! But it wasn't all in one sitting, and we shared it!)

Seriously though, we had a great time. It was a great reminder of why I married Aaron. He really is my best friend. We had so much fun this weekend. He likes to shop a little more than most guys, and I like to shop a little less than most girls, and we just enjoyed not having to act all grown up and all for a little while!

I have one more story that I'll share later. Oh, that means I'll have to think of another song title!

Sing it Sista'!

Abby seems to be providing me with all my blog fodder lately! Here she is "swinging for the Lord!"

Still Alive

Sorry it's been so long since I've posted anything! I don't know what to blog about-I have Blogger's Block! I guess you could sum it up best with something our four year old, Abby, said the other day.

"My thinkable just can't think of anything."