Memories

I believe every one of your senses can bring back a memory, whether it be a smell, a sight, the touch or feel of something, a taste, or a particular sound. Today my neighbor called and asked me to pick up an important piece of mail that was in her mailbox. Not bothering to put on shoes, I just hurried out the door and started walking down the sidewalk and then crossed the street. The feel of smooth and bumpy, almost uncomfortably hot asphalt was so familiar. I immediately realized that in the summer as a child I hardly ever wore shoes. I was grateful for the memory that the warm asphalt triggered in my mind. It puts a smile on my face to think about that little blond girl with unkempt hair and bare feet, who was always playing and exploring outside and around the neighborhood.

Crabby Pattie's and Pirate Ships

Pirate Cake!


Pirate ship/raft that Dad made.

Yummy Crabby Patties!

I'm just catching up a bit. It's been a hectic two weeks with Jonathan and I trying to get ready for our open house, but we have had some fun in between all of the last minute house projects.

Owen's Birthday was on the 10th and we celebrated it by going swimming with some friends at the Athletic Club and then having a fun family party that evening. It turned out to be a great day and Owen was so proud that he turned four.

My Husband

~My Guy~

Last night I was reminded of how much I like my husband. It's easy to forget sometimes with all of our responsibilities, whether it be our kids, work, our house, or church callings. It can all get so serious sometimes. Uck! Although, I have to admit we do make a good team. Life and family is a lot of work and I would never recommend marrying someone who you have a difficult time working with.

Back to last night and what reminded me of how much I like and enjoy my husband. We were cleaning the kitchen together after the kids went to bed and we were both feeling a little playful. I'm sure my husband initiated it but we somehow began to wrestle around. I forget how strong Jonathan is but I was giving it my all to give him a good fight. It was actually pretty pathetic and he obviously thought it was hilarious to watch my flailing arms and legs trying desperately to break free of his iron grip. He started laughing so hard at me that there was snot and drool running down his face. For whatever reason I usually find it amusing when my husband makes fun of me and to see his fit of uncontrollable laughter was just to much and threw me into a fit of my own. I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. I was left weak with aching stomach muscles.

It was great to share that moment with Jonathan. It reminded me of how we used to feel before we had kids. One of the reasons I fell in love with Jonathan is that I felt like we could be kids around each other. He could always make me laugh.

Last night made me realize that I want to laugh more with my husband. It's easy for life's burdens to zap the humor out of you, but I am determined not to let them.