Our Adventure called Life

We'd been home from Jamaica for less than 24 hours, both babies were back in our arms and we were headed to the nearby Christmas tree farm.  Before Scott and I were married, we unknowingly started the tradition of cutting down a Christmas tree.  The habit formed and now it is my favorite way to kick off the Christmas season.   Our Christmas angels The sweet smell of sap filled our nostrils as we searched for the perfect tree.  Quicker then Santa's reindeer can clammer to our roof, our tree appeared before us.  A perfectly shaped, perfectly scented, tall and thick Frasier fur shouted out "take me home!"  Ok, it may not have shouted but if firs could talk it would have. The loose needles were shaken off, the tree was carefully bagged and home we drove with our Christmas tree in tow.  I can only imagine how bizarre the process is for our children....I constantly tell them not to bring leaves, sticks, etc. into our home....and here we are putting up an entire

Scott said we needed a tropical vacation and I wasn't going to argue!  I began the process of searching the internet for resorts in Mexico, the Dominican, and even a couple cruises.  I had a few requirements as I looked at option after option.  So may resorts with different amenities to choose from....my mind began to spin.  I remembered seeing a girl I was friends with in high school had recently become a travel agent. Within minutes I had sent Tai a message and the conversation began. Within a week she had given us options, Scott and I discussed them and we all agreed that Secrets St. James in Jamaica was the place for us!!  The trip was booked! Jamaica surpassed other destinations due to the short amount of travel time.  We flew out of Evansville at 6am and arrived in Jamaica for lunch.  Flights out of Evansville were the same if not cheaper then surrounding airports, so that was convenient.  An all-inclusive resort was a must because I didn't want to worry about how much

So often a normal moment in life stops me in my tracks and causes the familiar warm sting to form in the corner of my eyes.  I am reminded of how great this world we live in is, and how kind its people can be.  I am reminded daily to give thanks to items that may not necessarily be what we want, but a blessing nonetheless.   This man has my heart Every morning I hear my husbands alarm chime well before the sun greets the day.  He quietly moves about the house, careful not to disturb sleeping babies.  Standing at the door in his ironed khakis and Polo, he kisses me good-bye and slips out in the cold morning air knowing he won't be back home until well after the sun has set.  It's a long work day that leaves him tired.  This chapter in our lives is plagued with long work hours and work calls throughout the night, but I am thankful.  I am thankful for this man that works so hard for our little family.  I am thankful for this job, despite its long hours, for providing for our

Family For the second year in a row we packed our suitcases on Thanksgiving Eve and headed to my sisters house to maximize our family time.  I'm starting to enjoy dinner the night before Thanksgiving as much as I enjoy the Thanksgiving meal!  My dad made clam chowder, my sister had warm sandwiches and dip, I brought a pumpkin roll and fruit salad and we all gobbled it up as we listened to stories and songs provided by our in-house entertainment, the 2 & 4 year old. The best sister/auntie ever... After the babies had been tucked into bed, the adults began an educational game of Trivial Pursuit.  I wasn't good at that game when I was younger, and some things never change.  Nonetheless we had a great time that resulted in plenty of laughs, mostly become mom would ask a question, then get mixed up on which answer was right (ex. How many planets are in the solar system. Answer: New Hampshire.) Little nugget nibbling Thanksgiving morning arrived with the sounds of