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The Good Stuffs

You know, I've been thinking, "I do a lot of rambling, venting, bitching, etc on my blog, I probably don't post enough about our beautiful family on Facebook, I really hope folks realize it's because we are just too damn busy enjoying our wonderful life."

So I decided to share with you a glimpse of the joy that is my life, the reasons I can deal with all the bullshit, the purposes for putting on a good attitude, adulting, and the like.

I'm going to start with my one and only.
He is a spunky, handsome, funny, crazy, caring guy. He is the spirit of our family. He is wild, beautiful, and sweet spirited. He is forgetful, creative, and ADD like his mother. He one of the most courageous, protective, encouraging people I know, and I'm proud to call him my son. Jace is one hell of a man, and he is only 9 years old. He keeps us laughing with his random and witty sense of humor, but inside, if you look very closely, he has the most tender and simultaneously protective spirits I have ever seen.

Most days, I still look at those two identical girls and think, 'Is this really my life? Do I really have TWINS?" Yep. It's true. Every day, there are two of them. They are best friends and worst enemies. They are so sweet to each other that there are times it brings tears to our eyes. They are protective of one another and share the most incredible bond I have ever seen with my own eyes.

Eden will learn your ticklish spot within a day of meeting you and sneakily get close enough to wickedly torture you into a fit of laughter. At the same time, she is timid, quiet, cuddly and an encourager. She loves going to cheer-leading every week, practices as much as possible at home because she also has a perfectionist streak, and cares very much to do everything correctly. She is our neat freak, our little helper, and the bossy pants of our clan. She is a thoughtful spirit and is mindful of everyone's feelings around her.

Preslie Jane is a hot freaking mess. She is ornery and outgoing. She is our little lefty and a self declared 'tomboy'.  She will keep you laughing with her eye rolling skills and hysterical facial expressions, but you can't be fooled, she is also quite a tender spirited person. She will burst into tears at the drop of a hat if your tone of voice is the least bit harsh. She loves to watch the Rangers play baseball and is a fantastic tee-ball player. She is the peace-keeper of our house, and loves to help with anything and everything from planting grass seed to vacuuming.

Allison is my bonus daughter. She is a wild and clumsy, funny, and beautiful teenager. We love when we get to have them all at the same time, but we also cherish the time we get when it is just the three of us. She talks to me about boys and mean girls, dresses, school and nearly everything in between. Alli is smart, loves animals with a vengeance, and the littles think she is the most special person in the house.

My husband is just such an incredible person, I could go on for days. I honestly, every day, can't believe that I get to be loved by him. He is an amazing father, and an even better husband. He has shown all of us what is like to be loved, truly, without conditions. He takes care of us like every girl dreams her future partner will, plus, he is smokin' hot (BONUS!). Stephen and I were set up by his brother's wife (and my good friend), went out for a beer one night and the rest was history. I didn't believe that I would ever be loved, but the night of our first date, I called my daddy to tell him I had found my person. Sure, we have up and downs, because that is real life, but at the end of every day, even when I am mad as hell, I am glad to get to go home and do this life thing with him.


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