Decoration
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Almost immediately a guy my age walked up to introduce himself. His name was Mark, but for a good hour I thought it was "Mac." He had a strong New Zealand accent and I'm sure he immediately saw my brain searching the globe trying to figure out where this crazy country was. We immediately hit it off and he told me about some friends that were coming the next day. Mark and I hung out that day and the following day he introduced me to his "mate" Graham. I spent the entirety of my trip with these foreigners and it was truly some of the most fun I had ever had in my life. The night of the 14th we were at an outside bar, someone said something funny and I turned to look at Graham. Our eyes met for a very brief second, but I knew it was all over. This was my husband. Yes, it is corny..but it is true.
Three years later, on May 31, Graham and I wed at the Little Chapel of the West in Las Vegas. We were surrounded by our family and closest friends. Including our Maid of Honor, whose wedding I was attending in Hawaii when I met Graham, and our best man, "Mac."
Today is the 6th year anniversary of that day in Vegas. The plan was to go to the Melting Pot for a romantic dinner alone and I was really looking forward to it. However, being that men are men and women are women, there were some mixed messages and this plan wasn't perfectly executed. So instead we headed to Macaroni Grill for a not-so-romantic dinner. My disappointment in the original plan disappeared after approximately 3/4 of a glass of wine and when at one point Lucy turned to me and said "Mommy, I'm so glad that we are 'decorating' your anniversary."
So after Wyatt poured an entire glass of water on himself, Lucy cried because she didn't want to get out of the car because she was too tired, and Graham and I sat on opposite sides of the table with 3 children in the middle, we completed yet another year of wedlock.
Three years later, on May 31, Graham and I wed at the Little Chapel of the West in Las Vegas. We were surrounded by our family and closest friends. Including our Maid of Honor, whose wedding I was attending in Hawaii when I met Graham, and our best man, "Mac."
Today is the 6th year anniversary of that day in Vegas. The plan was to go to the Melting Pot for a romantic dinner alone and I was really looking forward to it. However, being that men are men and women are women, there were some mixed messages and this plan wasn't perfectly executed. So instead we headed to Macaroni Grill for a not-so-romantic dinner. My disappointment in the original plan disappeared after approximately 3/4 of a glass of wine and when at one point Lucy turned to me and said "Mommy, I'm so glad that we are 'decorating' your anniversary."
So after Wyatt poured an entire glass of water on himself, Lucy cried because she didn't want to get out of the car because she was too tired, and Graham and I sat on opposite sides of the table with 3 children in the middle, we completed yet another year of wedlock.
So baby girl, it may not be perfect, but get ready because the 5 of us will be decorating many more anniversaries together.
Mighty Fine Drama Queen
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Originally I thought that I would just take the stitches (or "hairs" as Lucy calls them) out myself and save the trip to the doctor. The theory being that it is being at the doctor's office that causes so much anxiety. My theory was wrong and my attempts at home study M.D. status were thwarted. So, I called the doctor, made the appointment and warned the nurse about what was to be anticipated. I could actually feel the nurse rolling her eyes over the phone as if to say "here we go again with one of 'those' moms."
So, off to the doctor we went, and Lucy did not prove me wrong. Before we left the house, she said she really needed Christian to come with her. I felt bad for her so I made him come, but I knew exactly what was going to happen. As soon as her tears started, so did his. So there I was with a crying 8-year-old as FOUR people held down my baby as she kicked, screamed, grabbed at anything in sight, all with the most unimaginable crazy look in her eyes. Before you start to feel too bad for me though, I will say this, ...this time around we had wonderful nurses and our regular pediatrician (unlike when she got the stitches). They were so sweet and I felt so relaxed around them that it really started to become funny. I mean REALLY, you would have thought they we were ripping her arm off...the nurses got the giggles, which caused me to get the giggles and when it was all over there were hugs all around.
She survived....and so did I.
Afterwards, we celebrated with a trip to Mighty Fine Burgers. Here she is accepting her Oscar for dramatic performance:
Lucy had a not so well deserved strawberry milkshake and I had a much NEEDED beer
The hamburger man was in heaven
And Wyatt just hung out, as usual
Oh, and P.S. All the drama made little girls throw up when they got home. The teen years are going to be lovely.
Treasure
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ONE!
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Wyatt turned one last Friday. We had his favorite dinner...Chik-Fil-A and some cake from Round Rock Donuts. Yum Yum!! If you think it's bad that I'm just now getting around to posting pictures, you should see what I got him for his birthday (read: Nothing!)
He has to work that thumb in anticipation of the cake.
Thank you for the hat Auntie Tracey & crew!
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