I sit here, my feet sharing the ottoman with nearly a dozen hot wheels cars that are just one of many messes left around the house from a playful Saturday. But all I can think about tonight is the sand between my family's toes a six hour plane ride away from this castle of chaos.
My sister Stacey was married today in Oahu to her sweetheart Stratton. It physically hurt to think about a gathering of those I love the most celebrating the beginning of my sister's new family. Alas, our sweet McKay's due date was set far before the wedding date, so what's a new mom to do? We'll just have to share in the stories and pics when the new Mr. and Mrs. get home.
We spent our Saturday night enjoying the gorgeous weather and the company of our amazing neighbors at the neighborhood picnic. It was fun to introduce McKay to so many who have been pulling for him and following his progress on this blog. We live among such supportive, genuinely kind people whose positive attitudes and cheer leading spirits have given our family a type of residual energy and strength that is hard to explain. So although we didn't spend today in an island paradise, we did celebrate a different kind of perfect. I love my life.