Happy Valentine's Day to me!!

Woo-hoo!!! I am super excited because I think I have sweet-talked Matt into a couple days at the beach for Valentine's Day!!! I LOVE the beach...I mean, I am passionate about the beach. I just smile when I think about being at the beach, digging my toes in the sand, going for a morning jog, watching my kids run around barefoot in the sand and scream whenever their toes touch the chilly ocean water, just sitting and listening to the sound of those awesome waves breaking....I could go on & on. One of my lifetime goals is to own a little place at the beach so we can go whenever we want...but, I don't know if Matt will go for that because he knows I would probably want to go every weekend. But, right now, I am just so happy that I get to go this weekend!!!! And, believe me, I know Matt is doing this for me because he loves me with all his heart...believe it or not, he does not like the beach - it still hurts me to say that out loud...how can anyone not like the beach??? Especially, my husband, the love of my life - I am bound and determined to bring him over to my side - the beach lovers club....Anyways, all I can say is - Beautiful Beach, Here I come....

There really is no place like home

So, Matt gets a call from the school on Wednesday that we need to come pick Kenzie up because she has been crying on & off for the past hour and she really wants to come home.....totally unlike Kenzie...but, the teacher proceeds to inform him that there was a "tornado drill" and Matt pretty much stopped her mid-sentence and said, "Say no more....I will come pick her up ASAP." You see, Kenzie has an unhealthy fear of anything related to a tornado....whether it be wind, heavy rain, dark clouds, or, as we just recently discovered, a tornado drill. She read a book once about a tornado and it told how many people died during the storm - ever since then, she has been scared to death of being invovled in a tornado.

Anyway, Matt went to the school and picked her up - with her big, swollen eyes and her tear-stained cheeks. She was still crying - very shaken and visibly upset. On the way home, she told Matt that she had missed the "drill" part of the whole announcement - you see, she thought it was an actual tornado & it scared the daylights out of her. I really did not know that there would be a tornado drill - I felt really bad for her - seriously, she was living out her worst nightmare....my poor baby!

So, it may take a few days (or few years) for her to recover from this experience, but at least she actually slept last night and seems to be getting back to her happy-go-lucky self.....And, just in case you were wondering - she WILL not be seeing the Wizard of Oz - EVER!!!!!!!!