Unwelcome Season

I realize you will be quite envious when I tell you that it snowed the entire afternoon here. Last day of summer goes out like a bang, and um, knocks fall completely out of the picture. So much for that crisp fall air and gorgeous autumn colors. Instead, I get to look out and see naked trees and branches dusted with white powder.

And no, we don't live in Antarctica. I wish Mother Nature would get her act together and get her seasons lined up in the correct order.

For now, it's a must to wear the fleece sweats, drink hot coffee, and enjoy the baby snuggles.

Ruby, Mom, and I spent the weekend putting over a thousand miles on my car as we traveled through various corn fields in the midwest. We felt like those signs depicting the number of miles you have left to a specific city were making the number of miles larger rather than smaller. And our not-so-handy GPS device, affectionately known as Lola, was quite a pain as our fourth passenger and supposed pilot. She must be more appreciative of the scenic route, because she kept taking us the long way. Being that we didn't know any better, we listened to her and then threatened her life (you know, the power source being unplugged) if she messed up again. We did make it there (and back) with little problem.

Ruby would tell you otherwise-she was so sick of that carseat by the time we got home, I was afraid she may be phobic. I did learn that I may not be as trim as I would like, but I can fit over the top of the passenger seat in my car when doing acrobatics back and forth. I also learned what it means to sacrifice my life in order to feed Ruby in a moving vehicle (never fear-she was strapped in).

The weekend, as I predicted, went by entirely too fast, but it was so nice to see all of our family. We have an amazing immediate and extended family, and it's a little sad that we don't get to see them more often. Ruby sure loved seeing everyone, especially her cousin Dezi, but I'm not so sure he appreciated Ruby's lack of the whole personal space concept.

I am thankful that I was able to be part of such a huge step in Dezi's life as he was baptized, which was of course the reason that we traveled this weekend (not for the shopping and ridiculous amount of eating, although I won't complain about either of those). I'm excited to watch him grow up, just as I am my own child, and I'm so glad that they are both lucky enough to be surrounded in people that have such a strong faith in God.

We are blessed with amazing children, and they are blessed with an amazing family.

You know, if I do say so myself.