What a great day!

Mass at 9:00. Jackson behaved himself (for the most part).

Grande Caramel Frapp Light. Mmm....

Shopped at Lowe's for flowers.
Loaded up the Routon with mulch and plants (van now smells like a hamster cage).

Lunch at Jimmy Johns. Mmm...
Somehow we got Jackson and Cooper fed there and we were still able to eat, too. Wow!

Spent way too much $$$ at target, but got lots of goodies!

Home for naptime (which was fairly non-existent). But, good nonetheless.

Ribeye Steaks and Zucchini on the grill. Mmm...

Bathtime for the boys, and early bedtime (thanks to short naps).

Worked out in the yard and got one flower bed finished. Our hydrangeas look so pretty this year. We actually have one bed that is in the shade finally (after several years of waiting for trees to grow). I am hoping that impatiens will make it there. They are one of my favorite flowers because they remind me so much of Mawmaw Bea (my mom's mom). They don't usually do so well in the Texas heat, but this might be a suitable place for them. We shall see. She would be proud of me working in the yard. I'm not actually a huge fan of digging in the dirt.
If it could all be potting soil, free of mysterious creepy crawly things, I would love to garden. However, all it takes is one fat grub worm to cramp my style. eeek! But, it feels so good to get the sense of accomplishment when I look back and see how nice it is after it is finished.

Went for my "evening" run at 9:15. GREAT randown selection of songs thinks to my IPOD shuffle.
1. Michael Jackson - Billie Jean
2. ODB - Baby I got your money
3. U2 - New Year's Day
Could it get any better???
Yes, I only get to listen to a few songs because I am so fast! HAHA! Yeah right. It's because I only run a mile. But, it's just enough for me to relieve some stress, and have some time to myself. I think about my dad every night when I'm running. I guess because he ran track when he was young. When he died, I was so afraid that I would forget things about him - like the way he smelled, or the sound of his voice, and mostly his laugh. I miss him so much and I still cry alot when I think about him. But, I haven't forgotten any of those things about him. Whenever I am experiencing something really happy and joyous - I instantly think about him. He appreciated simple things in life - and I still want to share those moments with him. When I run, I remember what is was like to know he was proud of me. I feel like I don't want to let him down. I keep going ... not just with the run, but with life ... With everything I do, I keep going forward because I know he is watching me and feels proud of me. It's crazy that even when he is gone, I still don't want to dissapoint him. Not too long ago I backed the brand new Routon into our Passat, and my very first thought is, "Dad." Literally, I think about him. I don't worry about the car or the van, I don't worry about what Colin will say (he is VERY understanding). Instead, I instictfully feel that I have disappointed my dad. I had to smile after I thought about him. He must have been doing something very right as a father, if I still feel that respect and fear of disappointing him even after he is no longer here.

Well, after that excursion from my list of happy things, I should get back and explain how my day finished ....

Drank a Diet Dr. Pepper and had a blowpop and went through pictures from my camera from the last couple of days.

What a great day. It is all about the little things.

Here are the two boys in Jackson's bed. Jackson always asks for me to put Cooper in the bed before his nap. They are so cute - giggling and climbing on top of each other.