Sometimes I can’t relax at my house. I try. I’ll lie down by the fire with a book, but the undone dishes, the unorganized closet, the email to write, all start nagging at the back of my head, distracting me. Sometimes I need to leave, in order to recharge, and to really be with my family.
This weekend, Justin’s cousin had a whirlwind wedding in Arizona. Two weeks ago they decided that they didn’t want to wait until July to get married, but instead they wanted to commit completely before he left for training (he is in the Navy). Their parents are miracle workers.
It was the perfect opportunity to celebrate them, and to get away for a couple of days.
These boys were enamored by the candy table. They traded and browsed their options all night long.
After meeting up with one of my best friends for lunch and helping put away the wedding trappings we headed home… except we didn’t. We decided to stop in Vegas for the night and play- and be- a little longer. Getaways are for tattooing your siblings in the car. Trying new food late at night – or eating Happy Meals if you’re younger than 9.Exploring new places. – Josh was very excited to get a picture in both time zones.Early morning swims and lessons in being positive. “Take a deep breath, let the energies flow. It’s not cold if you don’t think it is.” said my hippie husband as he pulled me into the freezing water.
Black Jack lessons- Anna’s favorite part. Half-priced Sushi at 2 pm, because you can. — Happy hour is the most economical time to feed your family.
Getaways are for staying up too late,
and then getting woken up too early.
Unexpected conversations about how to apply scripture stories to our lives.
Comments completely characteristic of each child.
Josh: “So I’ve noticed that most alien sightings happen at night, or in the desert, or when it’s really cold. Basically, when you can’t see very well.”
Anna: “Why or why didn’t they heat the pool?”
Max: “So I know why we have bums!”
All of these things were said simultaneously in happy chaos while Justin and I looked at each other and laughed..
Books were listened to, movies watched, there was hurrying and blessed not hurrying.
A memory sandwiched between everyday life.