From the Rooftops

This needs to be shouted from the rooftops:

Elijah peed on the toilet six times today.

Six times, you guys. And no accidents (other than the wet diaper he woke up with this morning). That's a lot.

Oh, I used to say to myself I'd never post about potty usage. But that, my friends, has been thrown out the window. This is a hard-won victory for Elijah. This is a long time coming. This is a battle we've been waging for a while now. I am on the roof shouting for joy, praising God, doing a little jig. Can you hear us? We're been on the rooftop all day.

He's getting it! He's getting it! He's getting it! It's like something clicked for Elijah today.

I think Elijah has realized how awesome it is to use the bathroom (and how great it is that he gets to wash his hands every single time he goes, a huge reinforcer for him). And we can only hope that this continues tomorrow and the day after and so on...

Happy about washing his hands

Our six year old used the bathroom six times today. Six is my new favorite number.

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The Moments Before

Nine years ago I waited for the moment that would change my life forever.

My hair was twisted onto the top of my head and I was wearing the most beautiful dress I had ever owned. I paced around the basement of the historic theater waiting and ready. It was only minutes until I would walk down the aisle and I couldn't wait.

Moments before walking down the aisle...

In those moments I thought about how sure I was about marrying Andy, how I didn't have even one doubt about marrying him. My feet definitely weren't cold. My nervousness was more in the details: Did I look okay? Did I forget anything? Was my planning sufficient? Would the day go the way we wanted it to? But Andy?...I was sure about him and spending our life together.

Mr. and Mrs!

I thought about how happy I was and what an awesome feeling it was to be getting married. And I pondered what our life would hold. I remember thinking about how we would definitely come upon hard times - as everyone does in life, but that we'd get through it together. Pondering the future, thoughts of job troubles or issues with our health crossed my mind. Never did I consider that something would happen to one of our children.

Nine years later, remembering those thoughts in the last moments of my single life, I'm filled with joy and sadness. We didn't know what our future held and it's different than I'd imagined. Harder, yes, but also more wonderful too.

The last nine years with Andy by my side have been amazing. When I think back to our wedding, I smile. It will always be one of my favorite days ever. We had so much fun!

And when I think ahead, I smile. There is so much of our story yet to be written. So many fun times still ahead.

Us on the Fourth of July

Happy anniversary to my Andy. You are the best husband to me and father to our boys. I am one blessed gal to be your Mrs.

It's fun to look back, but looking ahead is even better.

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