Poof!

Aidan is convinced that his GODparents have magic wands. Be prepared to make magical things happen Fairy GODparents.

Buffalo

I love Arkansas! We went to the Buffalo River and spent some time splashing around. The water was cool the air warm, and the kids content. We even brought back some river rocks for our garden. It was peaceful to spend the day connected to nature and each other. Veronica and Mase came with. We took the long scenic way home so the boys could sleep, it is such a beautiful part of Arkansas. I can't wait to get back down there.

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Don't dessert me

Aidan out of nowhere. "Don't dessert me."
Us "Do you even know what desert means?"
Aidan "yes, it means you will be eaten like for desseert."
Us "No it means to be left alone, like if we left you in the woods all by yourself you would be deserted. Do you understand?"
Aidan "If you left me alone in the woods I'd be desserted by a bear."
Us laughing.

Weapon of Choice

Warning: Do not anger 3 year old little boys with hot wheels in hand. OUCH!
Also, do not leave an entire basket of folded little boy laundry unattended, even to put the wet clothes into the dryer. Big mistake! I must now refold all those little clothes keeping in mind one basket of kids clothes equal to 3 baskets of big clothes.

Perseids

One of my favorite Summertime activities that I look forward to all year long, cool 2 am wake up the hubby, lay out in the front yard, stare up at the sky, and watch the meteor shower. Breathtaking and OH so romantic.

Sweet memories

I love how certain smells bring back the sweetest memories. I was driving with the windows down today and smelled the intoxicating aroma of honeysuckle and hawthorne. It reminds me of Summertime, of nights spent kissing under a blanket of stars in the hot humid air. I have spent many nights under those stars, staring up at the moon sipping on a ice cold coke. Some of my most magical memories happened out under those stars. I have always been fascinated with astronomy, had books about constellations and a telescope. In Hollister there is a lookout that I have spent many nights at, sitting out on the ledge hand in hand with my Michael, watching the sparkling lights from the city.
Hawthorne also reminds me of moms house on the lake. Cool breezes bringing that sweet scent right to the door, greeting me every time I would leave the house, and now greeting me at each visit. I have kissed my hubby at that doorstep countless times, before we were married, and that scent under those stars is magical.
The summer of 1998, or the summer you didn't love me as I refer to it to Michael, we had broken up. We had just graduated and were feeling things out. We were still dating, but also dating other people. It was the worst summer. I spent many nights crying under those same stars, alone. The smell of Hawthorne not so sweet alone. Finally at the end of the summer I had enough. I went to the dock Michael was working at and told him, I am tired of this, I'm done. If he couldn't only date me, and be with me, if he didn't know after all summer if we were going to be together I was out. So I told him all of this and said goodbye to him and started to cry as I walked the long walk down the ramp. Suddenly, like out of a movie, I could hear footsteps running behind me and Michael calling my name. I turned around and he kissed me and since that very magical moment we have been together exclusively. That was 12 years ago.
We went to the fair that week and spent another night under those stars, the night air smelling of honeysuckle and Hawthorne.