A few things I want to remember about this past week...
I want to remember that Russ went to church with us this Sunday, and how excited both of the kids were to see their Daddy going to church with them. Avery even said as we were walking in, "Mommy, do you know what I was doing with my hands together? I was saying a prayer and thanking God for helping Daddy to come with us today. I know it's something you have been asking God for." She surprises me sometimes with her thoughtful insight. It was a very sweet moment, and I'm so thankful that she has her own relationship with God. I pray that I can support her and provide a good example, so that she will always want to live with God as her Heavenly Father, and so that she will recognize the blessings He provides for us everyday. I pray this for Nate, too; that he will develop his own special relationship with God, and that he will understand how important it is to have His spiritual guidance in his life.
I want to remember how Avery loved the ocean. I want to remember how she ran in as far as we would let her (and then tried to keep going further) so that she could jump the waves. I want to remember her smile and her happiness in those moments.
I want to remember how thoughtfully Nate combed the beach, looking for seashells. He loved walking around and looking for "treasures" along the shore. He and I spent lots of special time together, walking along the beach. We walked out on one of the piers in the evening; it was a beautiful time with my little love.
I want to remember that for the first time in a long time, Russ and I actually got to sleep in a bed together without any kids (at least for a few hours)! And, there's something special about watching your children sleep together...I loved that.
I want to remember how thrilled I felt at seeing the dolphins jump from the water while we rode the ferry. I think those moments are just as exciting for me now as they probably were when I was little.
I want to remember that palm trees make me feel happy!
I want to remember the feeling of the sand between my toes, the waves against my legs, and the joy we had in "getting away" for a few days.
I want to remember how going to Galveston turned out to be a wonderful trip for our family.
As a sidenote, I'm going to try and forget the temper tantrums we had throughout the trip. I mean, after all, it's a LOT of together time for all four of us, and those moments are bound to happen...right? Just keeping it real!