Let There Be Light!

Usually when you plug in the string of lights to the Christmas tree, a magical thing happens.  Light from top to bottom and it's beautiful.  Hunter looks forward to plugging in the tree every single night.  I think he is going to be so sad the day we have to take the tree down.
Tonight, was normal as always.  We got home from the Y, Hunter ran outside to plug in the lights out there and flipped the switch for the icicle lights.  Next, the tree.  He plugged in the cord and what is usually voila! it was nothing.  He tried again.  Nothing.  Tears started to flow.  I was confused.  I went to check it out.
Sweet.  The cat chewed the cord.  Seriously, Lucky?  I'm not impressed.  1. Now we have no lights.  Until tomorrow.  I will go to Target, get another string and take off the bottom string and bottom ornaments and put on the new string and redecorate the bottom of the tree.  Kind of a minor inconvenience.  2.  That magic of Christmas is gone for tonight.  Ok, not really, but it seems dark in our house.  3.  What if a fire would have started?  I don't know if that's possible, but what if.  4.  I kind of am impressed that she was able to chew thru the cord. 
So for tonight, we have no lights.  But hopefully by tomorrow, we will be back in business.

It's Been Fun...

It all began on February 13, 2009.  We bought you, the truck of Craig's dreams.  A 2006 Chevy Silverado LT 2500, crew cab, long box, Duramax.  (I think I got it all).  We only had 2 days to find a vehicle in order to pull our trailer full of belongings to the new place we would call home-Texas.  Craig got a great deal, and you were ours, Craig's new baby.

On February 14th, we hit the road south with our new rig.  Must say, we looked good going down the highway.  And you pulled like a champ! 

Thank you, truck, for making us fit in while in Texas.  If it wasn't for your MN plates, we probably would have looked like the locals.  You brought out my husbands true colors.  And let's be honest, he looked pretty cute driving it.  And you didn't make him look ridiculous when he would wear his beloved cowboy hat.  We had fun with you on the beach,  excursions in Texas, hanging out at the shipping port and even bringing home our new little baby boy, Brody in it.  Thank you for the memories.

While owning you, you were my husband's favorite photo subject.  Probably because you wouldn't move around like our children do.  He would park you just so, angle the camera just right so the light would hit you in all the right spots.  Heck, you could even make Canada look good:

You were perfect for all kinds of weather.  You were great in the summer and even better in the winter.  Well, except that one time I almost spun out with you.  But no worries, Craig did the same thing in the exact same spot  the next day.  Maybe it was your way of having fun with us.  But thank you for keeping us safe.

And thanks for making us look good in South Dakota this summer.  We had a great family vacation within your doors.  And thanks for making Mt. Rushmore look amazing.

But, it was also that trip that made us realize that we could use more seating space and would enjoy not having to fish out bags from the farthest point in the truck bed.  Remember, you are a long box.  We decided that the best thing for our family right now, would to buy a different vehicle, save some money on fuel and be able to haul around more people.

It has been fun, dear truck.  And I'm not going to lie, I am just as sad as my husband to see you go.  (I even tried to convince him to turn around this morning as we began our search for our new vehicle.  Memories rushed through my head.  Knowing I was taking away the dream truck made me feel guilty.  And let's be honest, even Craig thought I looked good driving it.)  Thank you for the memories, the fun times in the truck and all of the adventures you allowed to our family.  You will be missed, but we look forward to our new vehicle.

And thank you Craig, for giving up a dream that will help our family better.  I know that this was hard for you.  But don't worry, we will try to find one that is just like this again one day.  I would say bigger and better, but I really don't want our next truck to be a semi.  After all, it was the biggest truck Chevy makes.  I know the BLT CB won't look as cool on the Taurus or the Traverse as it did on the Silverado, but we can still put it up on road trips, if we must.  Thank you for always working so hard to provide for our family and sometimes giving up your dreams. 



Last Night: Update

Well, round 49 didn't go so great.  Hunter finally went down around 10:30, but Brody was a little stinker.  Finally at 11:30 he crashed and burned.  He has been so irritable lately with a runny nose.  Finally it dawned on me- Could he be teething?  After putting my finger in to feel the back of his mouth, sure enough there were some bumps on the back where molars are trying to push through.  With the help of a little medicine, more cuddling, and some tears, I finally got him down.
They were ready to go at 8:00 this morning.  Short night for them, so today could be interesting!

Some Nights...

Some nights just make you want to cry.  Like tonight.  It's nearly 10 o'clock and both boys have been up and down all night.  And they're still up.  I don't know what it is!  Ahhh!!  It's nights like tonight that I wish the hubby wasn't so far away. 
Alright, well off to try again.  Round 49.  Go!  Ok, so I haven't kept track, but that's what it feels like.  Good night!