We finally made it! We are finally in Texas. Our vacation got off to a rocky start with a 3 hour delay, but once we got on the road we made pretty good time. And as anticipated, there was much laughter with my family at my sister's house. I enjoyed watching the children do Dance Central and even gave it a try myself. Of course I was told I was in the way and that I needed to move. You gotta love 10 year old nephews! (I really do love you Logan!!) But the best part of spending time with my sister is the ability to let go of it all and just laugh.
Today was mostly spent in the car. We left around 10am and we arrived in Texas at 6pm. Texas is crazy big. I feel for my little ones. We have been talking about Sea World and the fun things we are going to do but neglecting to drive home the point that Daddy has an interview/get to know you weekend before we do those other activities. As we were driving into the hotel parking lot Donald said, "We're here". Ethan excitedly responded, "At Sea World?". His disappointment quickly faded when we reached our room and DJ took the suitcases off of the Bellman's cart. Ethan seized the opportunity to jump on and make it his personal playground. It wasn't long before his sister got in on the fun too. I watched with pleasure as they took a simple, functional object and turned it into one of the greatest toys ever. At some point during their play Sarah looked over at me and said, "This day is the best day of vacation yet!". The best day indeed Sarah. The best day indeed.
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My life takes the cake has become a catchphrase for me. Dating back to the late 1800s, the expression alludes to being the most outstanding. I've always enjoyed baking, but within the last few years it has really become a preferred favorite pastime. If I have spare time, I am most likely going to be baking and it's usually going to be cakes or cupcakes. So a sentiment of my life takes the cake is an anticipated one by those who know me well.
There is a reason as to why I feel my life takes the cake. It has to do with my Savior. There is an old hymn that sings of counting your many blessings. I could begin by counting my loving husband, my delightful children, my Godly parents, my sweet sister and her family, my health, our home . . . I could begin, but I could never end. For you see, I am blessed beyond man's measure. And that is why . . . my life takes the cake.
There is a reason as to why I feel my life takes the cake. It has to do with my Savior. There is an old hymn that sings of counting your many blessings. I could begin by counting my loving husband, my delightful children, my Godly parents, my sweet sister and her family, my health, our home . . . I could begin, but I could never end. For you see, I am blessed beyond man's measure. And that is why . . . my life takes the cake.
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