Ahhhh, to be a kid again....

My mom recently bought Paige and Maddie bubble guns (about the 3rd pair of guns for them) and the girls were just dying to go outside and shoot bubbles everywhere! Watching them twirl around in the bubbles makes me realize how much fun the simplest things were when I was little. It was 100 degrees out but they just loved spinning, chasing, and giggling with those bubbles! Precious moments.....

Fantasy Football Widow.....

Well, it's official, I'm a widow - at least for the next few months and only Thursdays thru Sundays. It's not like I didn't know that football season wasn't coming. I even get excited that football is starting. I love on Monday nights when the song starts up - Are you ready for some football? A Monday night party! When I was little we'd hear it come on while my dad was watching it and all run in there and start singing (dorky little kids what can I say) and now when Paul has it on I find myself doing the same thing :) Now the added element of fantasy football comes into play. I'll admit I also enjoy fantasy football. It's great when Paul's team is winning and complete sadness and anger when it's not. I get just as angry as he does because I help him set his line-up sometime, and if someone that I picked doesn't do well I'm not a happy camper. I'm a seriously competitive person and I'm married to an equally competitive guy. Paul and I have no problem wanting to take down a ref at a childs soccer game (we wouldnt but jeez they make me mad)! So, if people aren't over at our house Paul is at someone else's house or some sports bar and if he happens to be at home with just me and the kids and a game's on WATCH OUT!!! Do Not walk in front of the TV, Do Not accidentally sit on the remote and change the channel, Do Not make any noise - ok he's not that bad, but the girls and I won't know our sweet, wonderful Paul/Dad 4 out of 7 days of the week. I guess I can deal with being a Fantasy Football Widow for a few months because the rest of the year he gives us all his attention!

Us at the Eagles/Cowboys game in PA -

A Funny Little Thing Called Love

I don't know about other people but I love to celebrate the day that Paul and I became boyfriend/girlfriend! Am I the only girl that does this? Certainly not. I'm sure most guys think it's stupid and couldn't care but I think it's sweet to remember back when all you could think about was the next time you would see that person. Not that I don't still feel the same way. But it was a time when it was just us, no kids, no pressure, no day-to-day stress, just me and Paul hanging out and having the best time! It's funny how it all happened. One minute I'm dancing with a friend at a club and the next second I turn around and BAM!! There he is - with the hottest spikey hair I'd ever seen and looking soooo cute in a blue button down shirt that just looked so right on him. It was just basically over from there. Skip to Sept 7th, we'd just gone out to eat and had a great time and we're sitting in his car (which we could do for hours - making out most of the time) when the hey let's make this official talk comes up. It was so awkward and just odd, but it was like - of course! It felt so right from the second Paul and I met that it was just ridiculous. To look back over the 9 years we've been together it's just been amazing. Some people probably thought we'd never make it - and we did a lot of things backwards, and some of the stuff we've been through I'm sure you would've had to see it to believe it but I wouldn't have traded one second of it for anything else. Does he drive me nuts sometimes, of course - but I know that I drive him completely insane too, but my heart still goes all crazy when I see him come home from work and I still love just being next to him. I love what a great father he's turned out to be and I love what a great husband he's been to me. So to Paul, thanks for putting up with me through all the good and bad for the last 9 yrs. Going to that dance club was the best decision I ever made!