Friday

Funny how your life changes over time. I used to live my life for the weekends...just waiting for Friday to get here. Now, I dread them. With our week-on/week-off schedule with the kids, I don't look forward to Friday mornings. The kids are fine - I think they are actually getting used to the schedule. In fact, Pierce said to me the other day he likes that he has two different houses because he does different things at each house. Pretty mature for a 5 year old. It's me... I enjoy them so much, that it breaks my heart when they leave. Now, on the positive side, it allows Brett and I to spend 1:1 time - which we never really had marrying with four children combined. Once I can get past Friday morning, things are fine.

And then there is the next Friday when I pick them up from school. They come running with HUGE smiles and lots of kisses and hugs. Makes things ALL better!

On a funny note: Yesterday after I picked Pierce up from school, we met Brett for lunch. As we were eating, we asked Pierce what he wanted to be when he grew up. After thinking for a long time (and making lots of facial expressions), he said he really didn't know...but he knew he wanted to be a "son". He said one of his friends told him he couldn't, it was a LAW that you had to grow up and get a job. That really upset him because he wants to be a "son" when he grows up. haha Only Pierce! His daddy explained he would ALWAYS be our son and we would ALWAYS love him. But growing up means being independent, getting a job and having your own family. Not sure he fully grasped it, and I would love to hear his version as he repeats it to his friends :)

~Making the decision to have a child - it's momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking outside your body~
-Elizabeth Stone