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*note to self* *Take more pictures of the boy, people are gonna start to think you don't love him...or he's not pretty, er handsome*
We got home from Memphis around 2 a.m.....Needless to say we were completely wiped out the next day.
Life doesn't care how exhausted you are is just seems to keep going. And that's just what we did, we kept going. Friday wasn't so bad. The only obligation we had was soccer practice. We were going to go to the high school football game but decided that we would just take the twenty dollars it would cost for admission to the game and go out to eat instead.
Somewhere in between 2 a.m. Friday and Mid day Saturday I managed to catch a cold, or virus of some sort.
Saturday was a little too much for all of us. Did I mention that this was Stevens only Saturday off to spend with us instead of the youth group? Well, let me mention that real quick before I get into the rest of Saturday. Steven is allowed one Saturday off per month to spend with his family...us. One. That's all. And it's not very many seeing how there are only twelve months in a year.
We got up at 7ish Saturday morning, got ready and headed over to the soccer fields for our nine o'clock game. We lost our nine o'clock game by alot. After our game, we headed to the church building for potty breaks and hand washing (we don't use port a pottys...icky, icky, icky!) After we got that out of the way, we took a deep breath and headed back to the soccer Fields for out 11 o'clock game. We lost our 11 o'clock game as well. After our game ended at 12 p.m. we headed to a birthday party (Happy Birthday, Addi!!!) We left the party around 1:30 p.m. . By this time I was ready to barf all over the place. I think I had a virus. I was sick for three days and today I feel fine! Any who, we got home around 2ish and as soon as we did, I got a phone call reminding me that I was supposed to help our neighbor set up for his 3 o'clock party. I almost said no. I was pretty sure I had a fever. I was pretty sure I was gonna loose my groceries but I plastered a big shiny smile on my face and headed over to the party site. I'm glad I went. I had so much fun decorating and not chasing my own kiddies around. The party (by the way, Happy Birthday, Zack!) was a blast. We were there till late thirty. By the time we left, I was....icky! I missed worship on Sunday, all day, because I felt so bad.
Any who, Happy Tuesday Everyone!