Now, I don’t like to brag, but I will.
I have the best parents and in-laws in the world. I know you hear that often (cue eye rolls), but in this case, it is true. Steven and I talk at length and often about how lucky we are to have the parents that we have. To be fair, I used to live my life peering through Pollyanna goggles. I thought everyone got the chance to be loved and supported by both parents. As I have gotten older, I realize how improbable it is that our parents love us perfectly throughout our lifetime. We are all human; we all have shortcomings. There is no possible way for humans to love each other perfectly, but our parents have come pretty close.
This weekend, Steven and I got the rare opportunity to spend time with both sets of parents at the same time. There are little things that you realize when spending time with both families. This weekend, I realized that I inherited my mother’s kind heart; Steven inherited his mother’s spunk and spirit. From my father, I acquired a zest for life and adventure. Steven inherited wisdom from his father: in both business and life.
It got me thinking…what will Bennett inherit from us? How can Steven and I assure that Bennett acquires only good qualities? Perhaps if Steven and I love each other with the measure that Christ has loved us that we will set the best possible example for our son…because no one really gets it perfectly, do they?
Anyway…this weekend went by in a blur. Getting an infant ready for a road trip is hard work! Friday was busy enough for me to skip a blog post, but the highlight of the day? Taking Bennett to my nail place for the first time…where all the employees already knew his name. He was a trooper and all the ladies loved him!
Saturday was busy for my husband, father, and father-in-law. They visited the Indy races in Birmingham and went to the motorcycle and automobile museum. They had pit passes to go onto the track and came back absolutely exhausted.
The ladies (and Bennett) had lunch at Edgar’s and visited Bennett’s cousin Gray’s t-ball game. Sitting on the bleachers made me excited about the time when I will become a t-ball mom: watching Bennett fight the urge to play in the dirt and practice his swing and “ready position.” If he is anything like his daddy, he will be a great ball player. It also made me realize that I met sweet Gray when he was 18 months old and that time has passed by so quickly.
After spending time in the sun, my mom, mother in law, Bennett, and I went back to the house and spent the afternoon on the porch talking about life and faith. By the time the boys returned, we were well rested, but all went to bed very early.
The next day was forecasted to be nice weather, but it ended up pouring down rain, so instead of watching his father kick off the races with Joe Namath, we made it back to Atlanta to celebrate the ending of our first married small group. As much as it hurts my heart to move on without the support of all of the couples in our married small group, I know that our next chapter will be just as exciting.
Here are a few pictures from the weekend:
|So excited for a road trip!|
|Just chilling out…literally…after a warm day outside|
|Love his sweet face!|
|Tucked in and tuckered out…little man resting in his bed.|