Football Practice {Inside}

Apparently throwing the football inside the house wasn't enough excitement for my two boys.  Last night, I heard Connor say "Daddy, kick it!".  I looked straight at Matt and gave him the evil eye assuming he would know that meant "No, don't kick the ball inside".  Well, I was wrong!

Next thing I know, Matt is laying on the floor holding the ball so Connor can run and kick it.  To my surprise he was actually pretty good (I still don't condone kicking balls in the house)!

After Connor had kicked it about 20 times, Matt decided it was his turn to kick the ball. So he showed Connor how to hold it with one finger while I was envisioning something breaking. 

When these two get together, it always means trouble!

Roller Coaster Ride

To say that the last couple of weeks have been rough, is a HUGE understatement.  It's been a roller coaster ride that our entire family would like to get off of.

The ride started first thing Monday morning on November 21st.  I received a call from Matt that his brother's best friend, Bradley, was killed in a car accident.  I was at a loss for words because Bradley had a daughter who is a few months younger than Connor.  He was only 25 and had only been married for three years and this young family's life had been completely turned upside down. 

Monday evening Matt, Connor, and I were eating dinner trying to figure out how we were going to shuffle Connor around. Connor was out of school the day after Thanksgiving and we wanted to make sure were able to attend Bradley's visitation and funeral, little did we know what was about to come next.

It was bath night, so I was giving Connor his bath while Matt cleaned up the kitchen.  When I finished his bath I walked into the living room to hear that Matt's mom had passed away.  I remember thinking that this can't be happening and I really had no words.

We celebrated Thanksgiving as best we could and then we attended Bradley's visitation and funeral that following Friday and Saturday.  After that heart wrenching service, Matt and his dad started planning Lonnie's memorial service.  Her service was the following Wednesday and it was nice to see everyone who came to show their respect and appreciation for her and Matt.

These past couple of weeks I've gone through every emotion possible.  But the biggest lesson from all of this is that none of us are promised a tomorrow.  My one regret is taking my time with Ms. Lonnie for granted, I just always expected to see her again and again and again. 

With all  of that being said, life lately has really been rough.  So we are going to hug the ones we love a little tighter and remember to enjoy the time we get to spend with each other because we don't know what tomorrow holds.  This holiday season is going to be hard, but we are going to try to focus on the good times as best we can.