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Saturday without plans....

Wow, a Saturday without a full schedule, weird. The only "have to do" today, is a birthday party for Nick's friend Makayla. I haven't been to a 4 year old birthday party for a while. I have to get a little armed up with Excedrin and prayer before we go. While the little ones are sweet, and I love them so, I can only take them in small doses. Nick by himself is challenging enough for me, add in 15 other, wild & loud 4year olds, hopped up on candy and cake, and well..... you get the picture. My husband continues his home improvement endeavours. He has already painted, and rearranged the master bedroom (he did this on Superbowl Sunday no less), now he is tackling the boys rooms. If you know Jeff, you know what a huge deal this is. It was in fact a Christmas present to me. Not the typical "love coupons", that people give one another, this one is EXTREMELY valuable. My husband hates to paint, hates to fix things, that side of husbandry is just not appealing to him at all. So for him to give me his promise, that within a reasonable amount of time, he will paint, and fix up 4 rooms of my choice is HUGE!!! We can't afford to buy all new furniture, and update carpeting just yet, but paint, and organization is huge. My "new" master bedroom feels like a calm, sunny, oasis, in the midst of a hurricane, and I couldn't be more grateful for the refuge. Kudo's to Jeff, for doing hard things, and for being a promise keeper-- what a great example for our sons. :)

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