So, this past Sunday morning we all took off on what we knew from the beginning was going to be a marathon road trip. Crystal and I both were fortunate enough to get job interviews at the same hospital out in Indiana. It was over 13 hours of driving to get to our destination and by the look on Connor's face you can tell that he was worn out by that car ride, as we all were. We pulled into the hotel parking lot around 8 o'clock at night after leaving the house around 6:30 that same morning. We decided that night to not drive the whole way back home in one day. We got some poor quality rest, as is always the case in a strange bed, but the kids loved being in a hotel room. It is so exciting for them.
We awoke early to get ready for our interviews on Monday morning. The anxiety began to set in and we hoped the kids would do alright with our friend
wathing them while we went to the hospital. We mostly worried about our little Lydia. She did not like being left in a "stranger's" house for those few hours. I'm not sure what
Aiden is doing here, but I'm sure it was his way of saying
good luck (not really--he's just a boy).
My little
princesa calmed my fears and brightened my world as usual that morning. She is such a
sweetheart! She was an angel in the car ride as well.
I think my other
Princesa was also put at ease holding her little babe that morning. Aren't they both beautiful? So, off we went. The interviews went well, we think, and we will just have to wait a few more days for now. Hoosiers, here we come (I hope)!
This is how the boys looked on Monday night after we stopped at a hotel on the way home. I think we were all exhausted from the hustle and bustle of our quick trip out and back.
We made it home around dinner time on Tuesday night and had to get the kids ready for bed right away because Connor started school today! He woke up this morning and seemed excited about the whole idea, but his smile quickly disappeared when we got to the bus stop.
He is a lucky boy though to be able to ride to school with his cousin Hannah in the morning on the way to school. Which one seems more excited here? She said that he talked to her a little bit once the bus pulled away. It did not look like he would by the picture I have at the bottom of this post.
Momma was proud though and Connor clung to her like Saran Wrap! That's what mom's are for I guess. He is a
momma's boy. Lydia was happy to say goodbye and even happier to see him return from school.
Here is Connor looking even more thrilled about the idea of sitting at a desk for most of the day. First grade is a big adjustment when you have half day kindergarten. He will be fine someday, I hope. Apparently, a boy cousin of his was just as thrilled about school as he is. Maybe it's a boy thing.
So, we have had a busy few days. We are hanging in limbo for now, waiting and wanting to find out about our job interviews. We are anxious to move if that is that plan and make Connor's adjustment to first grade as painless as possible. But for now we are here, and we will try and do it all with a few more smiles on our faces.
Today my thoughts turn towards that eventful day we all experienced in some way, just 8 years ago. I cannot forget what I was doing, as I'm sure you cannot either. I cannot forget watching that television screen and the images that just did not seem real. I wept, and then I wept some more. How could this have happened to us, I wondered. Some questions, I think, will never be answered in this life. That was such an eventful day. I think it exposed the weak parts of our great nation. Now, I find myself wondering what parts aren't weak? I fear that we are now crumbling from within after an attack from the outside; just as these great building did! Our government is corrupt! The pieces are being set and sides have been chosen. Tomorrow we will see who will still stand for truth and freedom. I will never forget! I will never surrender! I will defend and protect this nation and its constitution until the day I die! My thoughts and prayers go out to the families of September, 11 victims. I also pray, however, that those who have not woken up regarding the destruction of our constitution will yet see and rise up to the challenge! I pray for those who have seen and are fighting to protect what is left; to bring back what was lost! I pray that tomorrow will be the dawn of a new day, but that we will not find ourselves more divided when the day is done. God bless the United States of America!
We awoke early to get ready for our interviews on Monday morning. The anxiety began to set in and we hoped the kids would do alright with our friend wathing them while we went to the hospital. We mostly worried about our little Lydia. She did not like being left in a "stranger's" house for those few hours. I'm not sure what Aiden is doing here, but I'm sure it was his way of saying good luck (not really--he's just a boy).
My little princesa calmed my fears and brightened my world as usual that morning. She is such a sweetheart! She was an angel in the car ride as well.
I think my other Princesa was also put at ease holding her little babe that morning. Aren't they both beautiful? So, off we went. The interviews went well, we think, and we will just have to wait a few more days for now. Hoosiers, here we come (I hope)!
This is how the boys looked on Monday night after we stopped at a hotel on the way home. I think we were all exhausted from the hustle and bustle of our quick trip out and back.
We made it home around dinner time on Tuesday night and had to get the kids ready for bed right away because Connor started school today! He woke up this morning and seemed excited about the whole idea, but his smile quickly disappeared when we got to the bus stop.
He is a lucky boy though to be able to ride to school with his cousin Hannah in the morning on the way to school. Which one seems more excited here? She said that he talked to her a little bit once the bus pulled away. It did not look like he would by the picture I have at the bottom of this post.
Momma was proud though and Connor clung to her like Saran Wrap! That's what mom's are for I guess. He is a momma's boy. Lydia was happy to say goodbye and even happier to see him return from school.
Here is Connor looking even more thrilled about the idea of sitting at a desk for most of the day. First grade is a big adjustment when you have half day kindergarten. He will be fine someday, I hope. Apparently, a boy cousin of his was just as thrilled about school as he is. Maybe it's a boy thing.
So, we have had a busy few days. We are hanging in limbo for now, waiting and wanting to find out about our job interviews. We are anxious to move if that is that plan and make Connor's adjustment to first grade as painless as possible. But for now we are here, and we will try and do it all with a few more smiles on our faces.
