721 Pictures.  That's how many pictures I just transferred from my 2 camera's to my computer.  I'm overwhelmed and can't even begin to go through them tonight, but I thought I'd at least post an update.  Wade just went back to South Carolina.  As much as I love Sunday's, I don't like that part of Sunday and I can't wait till that is no longer a part of our Sunday's.

Today is my birthday.  The last time my birthday fell on Sunday was when I turned 21.  I felt cheated because I had to wait a whole week to go hit up the bars downtown.  A lot has changed in the 6 years since then.  Not that I was ever big on bars, but I haven't been in one in about 3 years or more.  And more recently Wade and I have joined a Church and couldn't be more happy.  Today, celebrating on Sunday has a whole new meaning.  I got to celebrate it at Church, learning about Jesus and I couldn't be more honored.


Brayden came down with a fever Saturday night, so Wade stayed home with all the boys.  {Although, now I'm thinking he may just be teething or something... He has no other symptoms.}  But anyways, I missed having them with me, and I really would've loved for Wade to be there since it's been a few weeks since he's been in town and able to go.  I did offer for him to go, but he insisted I go to get out by myself.  And it really was nice!  Starting first thing this morning when I had extra time to drink my coffee in peace and just get ME ready to go.  Ahh...so nice.

We've decided we're moving the last week of May whether our house is sold by then or not.  But man, I sure hope it is!!  We've got to do something.  There are so many reasons living apart isn't working, but mainly the financial strain of keeping up 2 households, and the strain on 4 kids only having 1 parent.  Taylor couldn't play baseball this spring because I couldn't handle the schedule.  It's just not fair for them.  So, South Carolina, here we come!  UNLESS, a job opportunity comes up here between now and then, in which case, Wade's packing up his bags and heading home!

 ok, well, I can't leave you without a picture, so here's my little mechanic at work.

We’ve been busy, busy lately.  Always on the go.  So busy, that I’m just going to post all these pictures straight out of the camera, with no editing, to save time. ;)

We’ve been outside a lot.  It’s been so pretty and the boys just love the freedom of the backyard.

Rusty started rolling over every time the boys came around.  I thought it was cute and he was just giving in, knowing that he was out numbered and he may as well lay there and let them pet him.  Knowing what I know now, he was too tired to do anything else.  He was born with a really bad heart murmur and by the time it was diagnosed  he had so many other ailments that his little heart was just too tired to keep going.  Rusty went to heaven on March 9, 2010. 

Within just a couple months time Taylor has lost his Great Grandmother and a dog he’s had for as long as he can remember back.  He’s cried and asked a lot of questions and felt grief, and mourned for the first time in his life.  He’s so young to be dealing with these feelings that many adults don’t even know how to deal with.  But he’s doing well.

Last weekend was a busy one, so Wade came home to help.  My good friend Jenny had a surprise birthday party at a place called Brushes and Beverages.  It’s a place where you can drink a glass of wine and paint a picture with the aid of an instructor and enjoy each other’s company.  It was a lot of fun.

Jenny being surprised:

My masterpiece:

The next morning I went with Mimi to a Walk for Bibles at Idle Hour Park.  It was chilly to start off with, so Wade stayed home with the boys and brought them up there after it warmed up.  We were going to let them throw the ducks some old bread, but they just wanted to eat it and threw a fit when we took it away.  Next time I will have to take good bread up there so they can have their fill and then throw it to the ducks.

After the park and naps we went back outside!

Then, Church on Sunday, in the nursery:

Daddy won’t like this picture, I’m sure.

Then, back outside!

I attempted to finger paint with the boys, but they did not like it at all!

Carter decided he was done!

He was so upset he didn’t even like his bath afterwards.

Brayden pushing him around helped cheer him up a bit.

Another one Dad won’t like.  lol!

One tired puppy!

Brotherly love: