Yesterday, I had the wonderful privilege of being with my sister and brother-in-law for an ultrasound to find out the gender of the new baby on the way. This was a new road for us since I did not find out what Bailey was and they had not found out what Natalie was in their first pregnancy. So it was very exciting to be there and suffer through all the other stuff that the sonographer has to do before getting down to the business at hand. It was previously agreed that the grandparents (who couldn't be there)would dial in to a conference call and hear it all LIVE! But once we got in the room, the gal asked us all to turn off our electronic devices. So the moment of truth came and we found out that Natty will be getting a little brother, Todd a little hockey player, and Lauri a sweet little mama's boy. I say that only because I think boys and their mother's share an incredible bond...one that I absolutely cherish daily with my son. And as much as she loves her first born, her little girl, there is just something about a boy...
Now I can't wait to do some shoping!
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
My April Fool
April Fool's Day for many is a day for trickery and jokes. For me, Dan, and Bay it is our anniversary. We didn't purposely choose to get married on a silly day like April Fool's, but it was convenient to what was happening back in 2005 and it turned out to be a perfect opportunity.
Unbeknownst to one another, Dan & I had been attending the same Methodist church a couple of years before. We were attending different services; he was going to Celebration Service at 8:30 with some golf buddies and then hitting the course and I was attending the Traditional service at 10:40 which was the closest thing to my Episcopal upbringing. We were pastored by a wonderful guy, Brother Bob. Bob Johnson and his family left and moved to a much larger church near Houston a little more than a year later and we rarely got to even see him.
So in 2004 Dan & I began dating and in early 2005...he proposed at a neat little hotel in Grandbury called the Nutt House. We knew that on April 2nd, his oldest daughter would be getting married down in Houston and that we would be there that weekend for the big shindig. That kind of got us to thinking about tracking down Brother Bob to see if he might be able to do us a huge favor while we were there. I should probably clarify my idea of a wedding...
I never was the little girl who dreamed of the big wedding. And especially after my dad died, I couldn't even think of having a traditional type wedding because I wouldn't have wanted anyone else to walk me down the aisle. So since I had a son and Dan had three daughters, we just wanted it to be us, all of us. So after some e-mails and phone calls, it was official...we would get married on Friday afternoon at the same resort where our oldest would marry on Saturday and would get to have our ceremony performed and blessed by the pastor who had made such an impact on our "single lives".
So I shopped for some very casual wedding wear. My hubby to be didn't like suits and ties and after all...we were on a golf course! The guys had shorts and sandals and I had a skirt set and sandals. And then...the wind blew 40mph and the temperature dropped 15 degrees and we froze our tails off. The wind blew so hard that the pages of the Bible were flipping! It was a really interesting April Fool's joke...but we perservered anyway. We had a wonderful party a month later with all of our family and friends to seal the deal.
It has been mostly a great 5 years. We have had some rough days and we have had some of the best days. I hope that the best is yet to come. We enjoy the life we have built together. And my son very early on became "our" son officially! Those two are a match made in heaven, and remind me daily of how lucky and blessed I was when my own Dad took me as his own after he and my mom married. The two of them are the absolute loves of my life and today we all three celebrate a Happy Anniversary!
Unbeknownst to one another, Dan & I had been attending the same Methodist church a couple of years before. We were attending different services; he was going to Celebration Service at 8:30 with some golf buddies and then hitting the course and I was attending the Traditional service at 10:40 which was the closest thing to my Episcopal upbringing. We were pastored by a wonderful guy, Brother Bob. Bob Johnson and his family left and moved to a much larger church near Houston a little more than a year later and we rarely got to even see him.
So in 2004 Dan & I began dating and in early 2005...he proposed at a neat little hotel in Grandbury called the Nutt House. We knew that on April 2nd, his oldest daughter would be getting married down in Houston and that we would be there that weekend for the big shindig. That kind of got us to thinking about tracking down Brother Bob to see if he might be able to do us a huge favor while we were there. I should probably clarify my idea of a wedding...
I never was the little girl who dreamed of the big wedding. And especially after my dad died, I couldn't even think of having a traditional type wedding because I wouldn't have wanted anyone else to walk me down the aisle. So since I had a son and Dan had three daughters, we just wanted it to be us, all of us. So after some e-mails and phone calls, it was official...we would get married on Friday afternoon at the same resort where our oldest would marry on Saturday and would get to have our ceremony performed and blessed by the pastor who had made such an impact on our "single lives".
So I shopped for some very casual wedding wear. My hubby to be didn't like suits and ties and after all...we were on a golf course! The guys had shorts and sandals and I had a skirt set and sandals. And then...the wind blew 40mph and the temperature dropped 15 degrees and we froze our tails off. The wind blew so hard that the pages of the Bible were flipping! It was a really interesting April Fool's joke...but we perservered anyway. We had a wonderful party a month later with all of our family and friends to seal the deal.
It has been mostly a great 5 years. We have had some rough days and we have had some of the best days. I hope that the best is yet to come. We enjoy the life we have built together. And my son very early on became "our" son officially! Those two are a match made in heaven, and remind me daily of how lucky and blessed I was when my own Dad took me as his own after he and my mom married. The two of them are the absolute loves of my life and today we all three celebrate a Happy Anniversary!
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