Happy 18th Anniversary...Sort Of

Yesterday, we celebrated 18 years of marriage. It was a typical parenting day for us, however. As I walked out the door to take Mason to the urgent care, Marty left to pick up girls and take them to cheer practice and pick up groceries. Mason was diagnosed with the flu so we were busy sanitizing and washing everything!  I’m sure we’ll make it up...one of these days. 

Despite our crazy life, I wouldn’t choose anyone else to spend it with. Forever and always. 

Mason and medicine don’t mix. It is a fight to get him to swallow or chew anything. Sam the Elf decided to give him some piece of mind.