When we got home from our trip we were all exhausted. We got home from the airport around midnight and carried the sleeping kids up to their beds. I woke up at 9:00 the next morning, expecting at least Dylan to be awake. It was another hour before Ken woke up and then at 10:30 Dylan and Caitlin got up. We knew then that we really had run the kids ragged with all of our vacationing( that can be read "staying up late every night"). Yesterday I left the kids with Ken and went to the gym at 10:00. I went straight from the gym to the orthodontist and didn't come home until after 12:00. Caitlin was still asleep. She got up around 12:30 and then took a 2 hour nap form 4:00-6:00. She went to bed with no complaints at 8:30 and is still asleep as I write this at 9:00. What have I done to my poor baby?
Dylan made me these hearts as an anniversary gift. Sweet, huh? Ten years ago I was newly graduated from college, in love and ready to get married! Well, technically I was freaking out about getting married, which probably made Ken feel super good. Most of you know this story and the rest of you probably don't care, but it's my blog, so ppppthhhht! Ken lived across the street from me during our last year of college (but curiously, we were 24 and 25. Oh, how I love BYU). He and his room mate spent many evenings, and when I say evenings I really mean late at night, in my living room talking to my room mates, Laura and Cheryl (hi guys!). I would emerge from my basement lair, tell them to pipe down and then retreat for my beauty sleep and morning classes. Ken would hang out then go home, watch a movie, go jogging at 3 am and then sleep until noon. Somewhere in there I assume he also studied a bit but maybe not. He probably just showed up and dazzled his professors with his ...
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