25 days, a babysitter, and Starbucks...what could make a better memory?

After going to church on Sunday, Lisa and her sis hit up Sam's for a number of items to be utilized for the wedding. I took care of the boys, watched some football with Chandler and chilled for a little while. Once Lisa returned it became naptime for the kids as they were showing signs of tiredness (well...maybe not Chandler...hee hee). The weather could not have been much better, so she and I decided to go out to the hammock. There is almost nothing better than a hammock between two trees on a gorgeous day to lay in and have a nice casual conversation about life, laugh about your kids, talk about the "big day" and just enjoy one another's company.

Enter Chandler. Yes. He is a major player in the scene that is about to take place as without him, none of this would be remotely possible. "Hey...you two need to go on a date. You haven't been on a date in a couple of weeks." What he says is quite true. It is not easy to find that time when there are the future fantastic four under one roof. We both laughed and thought the exact same thing when the words were uttered.

"You want some babysitting money!"

"Well..." spoken with a smile like he had just been read like a book! ..."....yes, but you both do need to go on a date. It has been too long and you don't get a whole lot of chances. So go on a date tonight! I will take care of the kids and put them to bed." Soooooo, we took him up on it. Chandler made his famous pancakes and only burned a couple, played with them, tucked them all in bed and then took a deep breath.

Meanwhile, Lisa and I did leave and have a really nice time together. We brought the laptop to Starbucks, bought two Pumpkin Spice Lattes and listened to some nice Italian music to be played at the wedding. We talked and listened and laughed and talked some more. The blessing that God has given me in the midst of what happened a year ago is truly amazing.

So, a memory was crafted Sunday night. Another in a short string that has taken place that is part of a longer string of memories yet to come. I look forward with aniticipation to the numerous reminiscings (is that a word?) that await our future.

By the way, I promise to keep up with this blog more often. I have homecoming to write about, the hilarity of two boys that are only a year apart in age who both look up to an almost 8 year old girl who constantly reminds me of Junie B. Jones. I will either write more or go into stand-up comedy!