I always bristle a bit when my kids use the phrases 'never' and 'always'- as in, 'I never get to eat candy! Never never! (the morning after Halloween) or 'I always have to do that chore' (even if it is their favorite one- unloading the silverware). There are few things in life that are truly 'always' or 'never'. But I often find myself expressing the same sentiments when it comes to Jason, me and traveling. He
always gets to go places, and I
never,
never get to go anywhere! Not alone, anyway. Sure, he and I go on fabulous trips alone together, and I went to Portland back in 2007 with 5 month old Leah, but for the most part, I
never, never go anywhere!
So when my brother called me up to tell me that he and his wife, my sister-in-law Jen were going to the temple to be
sealed together for time and all eternity, I promised them I would be there! It took a lot of planning and preparing the kids and asking lots of favors of my incredibly kind friends and neighbors, but I made it!
And just barely. My first flight was delayed, which left me with about 7 minutes to run the distance of 45 gates to the second flight with sleeping Noah in one arm and a ten pound diaper bag in the other. But we made it!
It was a too-short weekend, and there is never enough time to visit all of the family and friends that I'd like to when I'm in Utah. But I got to spend time with my mom shopping for Leah's baptism day dress,
visiting with Jared and Jen (Uncle Bubba and Auntie Jen Jen) in their awesome new/old house in Provo,
visiting with my big brother Aaron (who had the perfect daddy's touch while Noah was away from his own daddy),
visiting with my big sister Heather and her kids (who gave Noah plenty of sibling-like attention while he was playing the part of the only child)
catching up with my dad (the giver of the blues eyes),
and torturing Roxy- as expected.
I wasn't sure that the bigger kids would be thrilled with my weekend getaway (and they weren't, although they didn't mutiny like I thought they might), but as soon as I promised them that I would let Noah ride on Roxy's back, they were practically shoving me out the door. They sure do love that dog.
Noah also accompanied my little sister Allison and I on our traditional cupcake date.
We were all pretty tired by this point.
And before we knew it, it was time to board our plane and head back home. We took off at sunset and I got a gorgeous view of the Salt Lake Valley as we took off. I sure do love those mountains.
Noah did great on the flights. He fussed a bit, but dropped off to sleep on the second flight both there and back. On the way home there was an empty seat in our row, and the lady we sat by was extremely kind and helpful- a true Midwesterner. Although I tried to rest as much as possible, I could feel her eyes constantly checking over at me and my sleeping baby. When she commented that I seemed like I had plenty of experience with babies, I told her that Noah is my fourth. "
Fourth!" she exclaimed, and then just stared. And gaped. She seemed quite impressed- as was I- that we had made it through the whirlwind weekend intact.
We got home well after bedtime, but were greeted with dozens of welcome home notes taped all over the house.
Jason's texts throughout the weekend made me smile- "Are they always this crazy before church?" "Is the house always this messy after school?" "How do I handle (fill-in-the-blank here)?" But he did a great job holding down the fort, and he and the kids made plenty of fun memories while I was away. One-on-one time with Emma while the big kids were at school-
Spa day for the girls- (poor girls were on the receiving end of daddy's homemade face mask recipe- honey and apple cider vinegar- ouch!)
Having a China night-
and trying sushi-
which was not a hit. I'm sure there was plenty of boys Wii time in there, too, but who has time to take a picture of that? All in all, the weekend was fantastic for everyone. I loved spending time with my family, but was eager to get back to my own little family. I'm just so thankful that our entire family is sealed together, and being together in the temple was a great reminder of what a blessing family is.