Date Night, Pockets & the Holy Ghost

Yesterday was one of those days I would like to bottle up so that I can remember life's little moments forever. I'm currently in the process of enjoying "Every Day A Friday", great new book by Joel Osteen. It was during a "gripe-fest" to Corey about my job that he oh so gently gave me the "preachy" nudge to start reading the book I had bought him for Valentine's Day. I begrudgingly picked up the book the next morning and started reading but I didn't dare let Corey see that I was reading the book...at least not for a few days. The book has been fabulous and I'm only on page 14 but it really does help put things into perspective so on to DATE NIGHT.

Yes, we had a date night on a Thursday night at White Castle's - I know what you're thinking, how ROMANTIC. Corey made a great point on the way to get some "belly bombers", "it's not where you go but the company and the conversation". He's so right, even though Aly was at dance and Ashley and Joel were just right up the street hanging out with Grandma at the Mickey D's play place for those 2 hours we were able to give each other 100% of our attention and focus solely focus on being with each other. It's those moments, just two little hours here and there that truly continue to connect us. This might sound cheesy, corny, whatever but at the end of the day I'm more in love and connected to this guy now than I was when we started dating 17 years ago, he is the love of my life.

 POCKETS come next. So we meet grandma at the studio and right away we are transported out of "fantasy" world back into our reality. Kids crying about not wanting to leave grandma, fighting over who gets to talk to us about their day first. In an effort to calm Joely I tell him, "I have a surprise for you when we get home". He stops crying and says "what is it", I answer "more big boy underwear, with sharks on them"! He's the first one into the house and rushes to grab them off the counter and is ready to put them on. I HATE "tighty-whitey's" so he wears boxer briefs. Next thing I know Joel has his hand proudly shoved in his underwear showing us his "pocket for his tissues" (side note, the boy runs around with a tissue in his pants pocket in the spring and fall because of his allergies). Aly looks at Corey mortified and says "isn't that where his junk is, ewww, gross, he's touching it". Like I said up at the top...little moments!

Finally, time to put the kiddies to bed. Corey and the kids have a nightly routine of doing a devotion before bed. It's so sweet to hear them, upstairs, conversing about their day and praying together in their sweet little voices. Last night's devotion was on the Trinity...Father, Son and HOLY GHOST. I'm sure you can already tell where this is going. Basically after last night's devotion Corey had to spend an additional 5 minutes calming the girls down letting them know that the HOLY GHOST wasn't really a GHOST! I absolutely love how their little minds think.