On May 12th Christopher and I had been married 5 years. Somehow it seems like its been a lot longer (in a good way) and somehow its gone by so fast. I tried to remember what we were doing every year on our anniversaries and it occurred to me that every year we have been transitioning to a new phase. We have either been getting ready to move, preparing/figuring out life for a baby or both (that would be this year). We have definitely had our ups and downs but I know I got so lucky when I married Christopher. If you know him and you know me then you know that statement is true. I for sure got the better end of the deal. I am very proud of him for working so hard to earn and secure a career so that our family can continue to grow and have the things we need. Love that man!
(this is the picture I got at the range. Didn't know the zoom was on oops).
Christopher took me to a shooting range. It was fun but I must say I thought walking in there that I was a lot better at shooting a gun then when we walked out. I used to love going shooting in college with shot guns and stuff. I mean I wasn't that great but I hit a few pigeons, clay ones that is, every once in a while. As soon as we set foot in that range though I immediately felt uncomfortable, like serious anxiety kind of uncomfortable. I think I thought of every scenario where Christopher and I get shot and die. A little morbid I know but thats how I think now about everything, I think it is because we have kids and so much to lose if something did happen. We made it out alive though despite my minor mishap when a HOT bullet shell popped out of the gun and into my bra. It wasn't until I realized it wasn't that hot anymore that I noticed I was dancing/flailing around with a loaded gun with my finger on the trigger. At that point I was sweating so bad and my safety goggles would just fog up every time I would pick up the gun. I knew it was time to be done. I probably will never own a gun. The world is probably a safer place if that is the case.
On May 13th we celebrated Mothers day. It was so nice, we got to be with Christopher's mom for the morning. Christopher made us a big breakfast. We went to church, sent Reese off to Tallahassee with Nana and Poppa for a week and came home to a very quiet house. It was nice to just spend some time with Christopher and Henry but I missed Reese so much. Christopher made me dinner that night and it was just a great day. I am so grateful to be a mother to these beautiful, healthy kids! The next day Henry and I flew off to Michigan to help my mom recover from foot surgery for a week.
These kids have the best Nana and Grandma, they are two lucky ducks.
