Will you marry me?

Three years ago, today, Marc asked me to marry him. It's kinda a funny story. His birthday is on April 22nd and he was planning on asking me then, with our friends and family in town to celebrate his birthday. Who would have thought he would choose his b-day to do it? Not me. I had been waiting for every holiday, birthday, valentines day, etc... for the previous 4 years and nothing ever happened. (Yes, I did say 4 years.) So, we had friends and family coming in to town. Marc's house was a mess and I was there cleaning it. Well, he chose to be out with his friends because Wednesdays, back then, were his boys nights. I'm sure you can imagine the thoughts going through my head because I was cleaning HIS house (a wifely duty) while he was out and about. The longer he was gone, the more irritated I got. When he got home, through tears, I let him know how I felt. I didn't think that I should be acting like his wife without being his wife. If he wasn't going to ever do this, then we need to talk, etc.... I'm sure I probably said a lot more that you can use your imagination. I had no idea what he had planned. Well, in an effort to get me to quit freaking out and in fear that I was going to break up with him, he left the room while I was bawling. I figured he was getting Kleenex. He comes back with Kleenex and a box. He says, "Well, you kinda messed up my plans for Friday, but I guess its ok." I couldn't believe it. He then proceeds to get on one knee and says, "Mika (maybe Breck, don't remember???) Decker, will you marry me?" I began crying harder, if that was possible, and said, "Are you serious?" and "YES!!!!!" It really is a sweet story to me, but still makes me laugh. I always asked him what he was going to do the next time to make me stop crying? He couldn't really top that one. Even though he was a little slow getting there, I wouldn't change a thing. God has blessed me way more than I deserve with this man that is such a wonderful husband and best friend. Marc, I love you now, more than ever.

Here are our engagement pics. They are black and white from the newspaper. Man, we look like babies to me.

Whew! What a morning!

Ok, it is days like today that I really stop and appreciate Marc, my husband. He went out of town yesterday for a hunting trip. Last night wasn't a big deal because Jarrett and I just hung out and did the usual night time routine. BUT, we didn't have to be anywhere on time either, unlike this morning. Ahhhh!!! We even got up a little earlier this morning, but for some reason we piddled. We rocked for a little while, I had to take a shower, we ate breakfast, and then we had to get both of us ready. I don't think that I realize how much Marc helps me in the morning. Even if it is just getting Jarrett dressed or shoes on his feet. Every little thing helps. I need to stop more often to tell him that I appreciate how much he does for me. Alot of the time, I think I dwell on the times when I need help and he's not there. I need to quit taking him for granted because I know that he helps me a lot more than other dads and I need the thank the Lord for blessing me with such a wonderful husband and daddy for Jarrett.

Easter Weekend

Three day weekends are GREAT! I think we should have them a lot more. We were busy, busy the entire time, but it was so much fun. Marc's family came in to town on Friday. We took the kids to eat at the 50th Street Caboose and then swimming at their hotel. I was a little worried about Jarrett still enjoying the water like he did last summer, but he loved it.

On Saturday, everyone came to the house and then we all went to Sear's to get the kids' pictures taken. That's where the new pic at the top came from. They turned out great. The group ones turned out good too, but of course I'm pretty partial to my little guy. He did so good and his turned out great. This creates such a dillema for me to decide on which ones to choose.

After the pictures, we were back at the house getting ready for our "Easter" dinner. We did it on Saturday because some of the family had to leave that night. The food was great and the kids had a blast hunting eggs, even if it was sprinkling.

The family that was still here went to church with us yesterday and then headed out. Marc, Jarrett, and I went on to Brownfield to eat lunch with my family. It all worked out so well and we got to see everyone. It was a perfect weekend!