Date Night.

It's been a busy few days as of late. Nothing entirely out of the usual norm, just a few extra things with life and work and such that have made our plates seem a bit more full. Starting school up again, adding a few extra shifts of work, and babysitting a little bit of girly deliciousness once a week has also made our days a little more full.

So, once again we're assessing and re-assessing life. It's what we always do. What's working? What's not? How is our family? How are the boys? Are we connected? Are we focusing on what matters? Where do we need to be more intentional? What are our goals? Who are we trying to please? Who do we need to connect with? Etc. etc. etc.

It's good to do this.
And life is good.
It's been heavy at times, too, but we're just trying to live stuff out the way that we feel we're being led.
Hard to do sometimes.

Anyway...

Our little family is doing something different this weekend, that we don't normally do. We're splitting up.

Kevy and Kaden are having an overnight fishing trip with our neighbor Lew...
and the two littlest hoolies are spending time with Mama together at home.

We hit the yardsales today and scored some awesome finds - Christmas for my boys is now virtually done - cheap, cheap, cheap at that, and now they are nestled all snug in their beds. When they awaken, hotdogs have been requested for supper followed immediately by ALL of us swinging on the swingset.

It shall be done.

And then - once the youngest little hoolie hits the hay for beddy-by time, Jesse and I have a date, just he and I. My sweet little middle boy and I are going to "stay up late reading stories and watching a movie - "just us" - while eating candy and maybe some icecream."

Sounds like my kind of date.

It's good to do this too - spend intentional, focused, one on one time with my boys. They are all too often lumped together just as "the boys" doing everything together and nothing much alone with just me or with just Kev. This is so good for filling their little love tanks right up to the tippy top and to see their little individual hearts in that uninterrupted time.

Time to go get ready.
My blonde, little stud muffin awaits...