As most of you all know, I had my heart surgery a couple of weeks ago in Dallas. Everything went extremely well and I'm so relieved to have it all taken care of and over with. My surgery went almost perfectly and I have a device in there that is about the size of a quarter. I feel fine though and don't feel the device at all. I want to thank everyone for their thoughts, prayers, cards, phone calls, e-mails and other gifts that helped Ron and I out. God has truly, truly blessed us with a wonderful support system, which is no surprise to me. I've known since the day I found out Luke would be coming, that God would take care of us. I remember praying "God if we're going to go through this, please just let everyone be supportive" and of course they have. Even in highschool when we got married and had Luke, everyone (even the teachers) encouraged us and congratulated us and never made us feel weird or out of place. That's a pretty big deal to me and is something I think about quite often. I tell the boys all the time how lucky they are to not only have an awesome family that loves them to death, but their parent's friends love them and would do anything for them. So I just want all of you to know how much I love you and I appreciate you, even if I don't tell you enough.
Well here he is. My boy. My first boy. My love. My heart. My soul. He is such a wonderful blessing. He's growing up and I want it to stop. He is graduating from 5th grade tomorrow and then he's off to middle school. The same middle school I went to. Do you know what happens at middle school? Puberty, new friends, mean kids, girlfriends, and a total disregard for what any adult tries to tell you. I am SO not ready for this. He will be leaving this one behind. 
She will be "1" on Friday! I can't believe how fast this year has gone by. So let's just recap. One is graduating and moving onto Junior High, the beginning of oh so many wonderful events, that I just can't wait to go through (sigh). The second one will be in 3rd grade and all on his own at his elementary school. Those two have ALWAYS gone to the same school or sitter. And the third is turning one. She's walking everywhere, talking alot, and finally growing some hair! Oh and sleeping all night in her own bed (finally)!! My life seems to be in constant movement and change. I used to want my kids (the boys) to grow quickly so they would get out of all those "baby" phases, but not anymore. Now I want it all to slow down. I feel like it's all going to be over before I know it. I want to enjoy every second (well most of them)!