Just another day

Yesterday was a great day. My favorite hard working man took off half a day so he could bring Turner and I to see bear cubs. Turner and I had fun before Papa got home. We got up, got dressed, and headed out the door. We were on a mission. Supposedly there was to be a garage sale in Provo, and not just any garage sale, one that was selling off a baby boutique's stock. Don't trust everything you read. It was pretty much crap.
My little Turner baby is a mean bargainer. We've been giving him a dollar a week to put in his wallet. So he had two dollars and I told him if he saw something he could try to buy it. He's a discerning shopper, he passed right over the Cat in the Hat toys, the cheap pirate set didn't interest him, but the Super Soaker water gun looked pretty tempting. The gun had a three dollar tag on it. Turner pulled out his two dollars and I pointed him in the direction of the man taking money. "You take two dollars!" I was so proud. The man happily accepted the fair offer and now Turner is the owner of an orange Super Soaker. We came home and shot coyotes, just to make sure it worked.
I put Turner to nap early, picked up the house, and did laundry-it's what all the domestic goddesses are doing these days. I had time to lay down for a second, so I did. In through the door walks the man who'll always be the most handsome thing I have ever seen. No, it wasn't Matthew McConaughey, it was my Bradley. OK so have I mentioned that my current hormone levels are really working in Brad's favor? Anyway, he came in and sat and ate lunch. I really enjoyed getting to see him in the day light hours. It's always weird spending time with just him, like when Turner is sleeping. At night not so much because we've just put Turner to bed. It reminded me of how I used to feel when he'd come home for lunch from Hood's right after we first moved in together. I loved how he looked in his car salesman clothes then, but the jeans, boots and shirts he wears now blow the preppy look right out of the water.
Brad showered and got dressed. Turner woke up and changed clothes into a shirt and shorts that matched Papa's. I love when my boys dress alike. We went to Cabella's. I knew that the line for the bear cubs would be atrocious, and I was right. We found the end of the line and Brad had a look on his face that said "How are we gonna stand here with him for an hour?". I told him to take our boy and go look at all the man stuff, I'd wait. Wait I did, for an hour. But the chance to hold a bear cub was worth it. Finally it was our turn and Turner loved the little wiggly creature. It licked him right on the face, that was all it took for him to declare that he wanted one.
We piddled the rest of the day away by going to the mall, then out to eat. Brad treated us to ice cream on the way home and another day went down in my book as damn near perfect. After putting Turner to bed Brad laid in his recliner where he slept from seven to ten. I just read and listened to the great snoring beast I love so much. Life is so different than it was just five short years ago. If you had asked me if I would be a happy stay at home mom at any time before I had Turner I would have answered with and emphatic NO. But, God gives you what you need, not what you want thank goodness.
When we found out we'd be moving to Utah I was so pissed. I had never heard anything good about Utah and surely didn't want to waste time trying to find something good about it. After living here for the past three years I am now praying that where ever we get sent next is half as nice and family friendly as the land of the Mormons. Turner was born here and Tate probably will be too. I am not one to get attached but this place will always hold a place in my heart. I am trying to remember this little lesson while I wait on the location of our future home. Perhaps none of the locales sound all that great but maybe once we're there they won't be that bad. Maybe it doesn't matter where I live as long as my kids are happy and healthy and I have my perfect person to raise them with. I'll feel at home where ever we go because I have Brad, Turner, soon we'll add Tate. For now it is time for me to go give into the nesting craze that has been buzzing at the back of my mind. I think there are some baseboard that need my attention.