When you give up a certain life to live another certain life...in the fine state of Vermont... you get to say things like:
"kids, get your coat on, we are going to a farm for dinner"
And it rocks.
Thank you c & c, for having us.  We heart you like crazy...

and the pizza was fantastic. 
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After the nice distraction of a lovely friday night, the rest of the weekend was spent in frantic scramble to get ready for the holiday that looms around a two week arrival time.  I am living up to my word and hand making ALL of our Christmas gifts for extended family... it rocks, but is also VERY hard.  I am only two, I repeat, 2 gifts down and many more to go.... but I can do it, I know I can!

Friday Fun Night...

So the fast few weeks have been a bear.  That saying,  "no rest for the weary"... that about sums it up. One task following another, sharing only mere glances with my Mr., and being all business with the children.  Homework, showers, consuming food, and bedtime.  This pretty much equals NO FUN AT ALL.

A family night was in order.  A celebration if you will...

for the love of fridays
for the love of pizza
for the love of a gigantic couch bed
for the love of redbox movies
for the love of cake
for the love of sparklers
for the love of the happy dance
for the love of family
for the love of cuddling
for the love of LOVE.

Pictures are grainy and dark, but I hope the happiness of the surprise Happy Friday Celebration shines bright through the not so great photos...

Witt family motto: Make Fridays Count!

So I was at the market picking up the Friday night provisions, as typical.  The woman behind me, whom was old enough to have raised some children of her own and now was possibly on to some grand kidos, says to me, "now that is my kind of Friday night."  I proceeded to tell her who exactly will be enjoying what; we shared a laugh.   Here were the provisions...

A 6'er of IPA for the husband, some delicious red for mom, a bite of something yummy for children, and ranch for the pizza (because that's how we roll).

I smiled to myself, on my way home, because I realized that I try and make a fancy meal, on Friday nights, to celebrate the simple fact that we made it through another week.  

Mostly for the Mr. and me.  Cheers to us...

We managed to work 72 hours total bringing home a modest salary. We committed to standing on our feet after work for several hours doing chores such as; cooking, cleaning, packing lunches, supervising homework, supervising showers, laundry and more laundry, etc.  We worked hard to get two children to school, dance and baseball; which can be much harder than it sounds.  This week we were able to teach Noah the value of hanging in there and not quitting and Gabrielle finally realized the joy of reading 

 Despite the utter exhaustion we both feel daily the Mr. and I are able to accept our role in this life and be perfectly content; especially on Friday nights!  

Pizza is on the menu.

 

This week, like most weeks, was VERY FULL....