Saturday, January 2, 2016

Adventures in Bedtime

Bedtime. My kids aren’t bad sleepers by any stretch, but sometimes bedtime is just too much. I’ll be real, by the time 9:30 rolls around, I’m done being mom for the day. I want to sit down and mindlessly scroll Pinterest or watch grown up television. I am done.

Last night I was especially done because Sherlock was on. **Side note: If you haven’t watched the BBC version of Sherlock featuring Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman then you are missing out big time. Stop reading and go binge watch it and come back.** It has been a long time since I had new Sherlock to watch and darn it, I wanted to watch it without interruption (yeah right…). We got Amelia to bed and put Asher and Abby Kate down.

Start Sherlock.

2 minutes later… Abby Kate and Asher come strolling through… they forgot to get a drink of water.

5 minutes later… lots of talking and giggling coming from back that way, Daddy goes to tell them it is in fact bed time or as I think in my post Inside Out head, to put the foot down.

5 minutes later… Abby Kate just can’t sleep and needs night night oils.

3 minutes after that…. Asher needs night night oils too.

About 10 minutes of uninterrupted Sherlock. I think to myself they must be asleep.

Abby Kate comes to the doorway of the living room.

“I just wanted to tell you something that me and Asher were talking about. We were talking and we think you’re a big ball of love, Daddy is a farting spider, Asher is a big Earth planet, I’m a heart, and Amelia is a giant cupcake.”


“Daddy is what?”

“A farting spider.” (like I should have known this… duh)

I don’t even know what to do with this information.

"What?"



"Because he farts a lot. And he's a spider."

...

“You’re adorable, I love you, go to bed”


After the hysterical laughter was finished, me and my favorite farting spider finished our episode in peace.

Friday, January 1, 2016

Big Love

My husband Bryan and I have been married going on 12 years. When you’re only 30, that’s a pretty big accomplishment. Heck, at any age 12 years of marriage is a big deal in this day and age. And the best part is that I still really like him. To be honest, we’re one of those couples that you see that kind of makes you want to throw up in your mouth a little. I think some people might feel like it is a show for when we are around others or for good Facebook statuses, but we are lovey enough at home that Asher (who’s 7.5) gets all grossed out. (Which FYI, is the funniest thing in the whole world.) Other people have asked me how we make it work. My answer is this…



Earlier this week, I was really under the weather. My husband had to stay on his ship overnight the night before trash day so in the morning before he left the house, he took the trash can down to the curb for me. This is a little thing. I’m capable, even sick, of doing it. But the fact that he took the time to think of me and knew that I felt yuck and the last thing I’d want to do is drag the trash can down the driveway was big love.

I think people (women especially) expect flowers and jewelry and other grand gestures to show love. Yeah, those things are nice, but they’re not what keeps a big love burning, because you can’t do those things every day. It’s taking the trash out, it’s unloading the dishwasher, it’s fixing them their favorite meal just because, it’s bringing home a candy bar because you know they’re having a hard day, it’s making sure to have that beer they like, it’s kissing goodbye even if they’re just going around the corner for milk, it’s being goofy and laughing together, it’s debating theories on your favorite show, and it’s telling them you’re glad they’re yours. Little things that show the one you love that you’re thinking of them and that your happiness is important to you all day every day.

My marriage isn’t perfect, because we are both imperfect people, but our love… our love is pretty magical.

-Sarah

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