This April my husband and I celebrated our 6 year wedding anniversary.  I decided that I wanted to do something special, so I decided to take him to the track to watch drag racing. Before I met him he had raced an Alcohol Funny Car and was pretty good at it. I knew he would enjoy being at a track again so I started making plans for our weekend, a month in advance. I was very please with myself, I was able to keep it secret all the way up until the week of the races.

We were in the car and he told me he had to go to Lafayette Monday (the Monday after our weekend) to help his brother-in-law and wanted to leave on Sunday! Oh no! He had no idea we were already going to be close to Lafayette. I had to rat myself out. He was still suprised, but I didn't get the raction I was looking for. I wanted the stunned and shocked look when we showed up at the track on Saturday.

We had a great weekend and it was just what we needed. He works very very hard both at his Batterer's Intervention program and at the farm. And I, well as much as I love my children, being a stay at home mom isn't my most favorite job in the world (Gasp, I know), so I was ready for a break as well.

Since that weekend, it seems like we have all been living in the fast lane! My husband has had to go out of town to teach a couple extra classes and was a witness in court. And, Little Sister gave me a scare that landed her in observation at the hospital over night. All the extra happenings coupled with every day farm life just makes my head want to spin. Hopefully, the rest of May won't be quite so busy, but I am not going to bet on it, but I am glad I have God to help me get through it!

Enjoy your weekend dear followers!

I have never really been "into" Valentine's Day. Growing up my Mom would always get us something special and it was nice, but I never really had too many high expectations, even after I married my husband. This morning didn't exactly get me all that excited about the day, if anything I kind of dreaded it.
I woke up to the sound of the girls running around the living room, then I heard it. The worse phrase ever, "Mommy, Sissy pooped on the floor, Mommy Sissy pooped on my bed,"
I jolted up stairs thoughts racing through my head, "Please don't sit on the couch, please don't sit on the couch."
The girls came running up to me with grins on their faces, Little Sister completely naked. "Mommy Sissy pooped on my bed."
I went into their room to find a pile on the floor, thank God it they don't have carpet and it misses the rug, and streaks of poop all over Big Sisters bed. I turned and grabbed Little Sister and took her to the bathroom to clean up. Afterwards, I stripped Big Sister's bed and cleaned up the mess on the floor.
"Wonderful, great start to Valentine's Day." I thought in my head.
The rest of the morning did go rather smoothly and after we went to the Library, I had a brilliant idea! We could meet Daddy for lunch! I stopped into the Dollar Store and bought a couple roses for the girls to give him. He was glowing as the girls gave him the Valentines that they had made at the Library and Big Sister handed him the roses. Score one point for Mama, it was awesome. We ate at the mall, the girls rode the carousel, and then I took them to play in the play zone at the mall. Overall, a pretty awesome Valentine's Day, one that I will remember for a long time, especially the look on Daddy's Face!
I hope you all had a Blessed Valentine's Day!

Good night dear followers,