Why did you let me down, Little Debbie? Why?

So, we had a perfect plan for what to do for the Valentines goodies for the kids at Keegan's daycare. I had my teacher's aid stamp the kids' names on labels in really cute Mickey Mouse stamp letters. I had the brilliant idea of taking the labels and putting on those cute Little Debbie brownies made for Valentines. They are heart-shaped with pink frosting - so cute!! Yesterday, Chris looked at two Targets for them but no luck. I went to Tom Thumb and CVS on my way home from working out and no luck. They were not to be found! I was running late getting home so I figured I would just go to Albertson's after bell practice.
What was I thinking!! 7:30 at Albertson's the day before Valentine's is crazy!! I finally decided to just make my own heart-shaped brownies the easy way. I got little tin foil pans that were heart-shaped, a roll of premade brownie dough, pink frosting, and red sprinkles. They actually turned out pretty cute. And good!! I made two extra for Chris and I. Whenever I open my bakery, they will be the special of the day for Valentine's Day!!

Oh what fun!

Well, Keegan is once again proving to us that he is a blessing from God. You can just tell that he doesn't feel 100% by looking at his eyes but he is still moving right along. He was running a fever Sunday night and woke up crying at 1 am Monday morning. He had a 6 oz cup (yes, cup! We are bottleless, cup only people now!) and went back to sleep. I was worried about him so I just put him in bed with us. He, of course, slept perpendicular so I had trouble getting comfy (he has pointy toes!!). But, after such a horrible night, he woke up in such a happy mood. That made us smile even though we knew he was not feeling well, he still made us feel better.

Our Lent adventure had begun!

We attended our church's Ash Wednesday service last night. I was not in the best mood after spending 2 hours waiting at the eye doctor's office. Chris and I both look forward to the Mardi Gras supper that is served before the jazz service. I was so afraid that I would miss them both. I almost missed the dinner but Chris saved me a plate. I got out of my car in such a foul mood and that made me even more mad. I love getting to church early and enjoying the fellowship of my church family and I was missing it!! But, as soon as I walked up the ramp and the door opened, it melted away. There was Chris looking out for me and he had our sweet little boy in his arms, trying to get him to take a nap. It just made everything else seem so non-essential. I was able to just calm down and enjoy being there. Dinner was FANTASTIC! Carla did an outstanding job on the sausage jambalya. Yummy!! By the time the service started, my entire being was energized. It was such a great service too. We have a jazz band come in and provide the music to our hymns. I almost started crying. I was standing there singing along and Keegan was snoozing so soundly in my arms. It made me think of this time last year while I was pregnant with Keegan. So much hope and anticipation filled me then. We would never have believed how much he changed our lives and filled them with life. Keegan did wake up during the service and was in a fantastic mood. He kept smiling at Sally, one of our favorite people. We also took him up to the altar to have ashes put on his forehead too. That also made me cry since it symbolizes so much. After the ashes were placed, we went over to the side where they set up two large panels of burlap with black crosses painted on them. Before the sermon, our preacher gave us slips of paper that we were to write what we were given up for Lent. His son took them and put them in a coffee can and burned them. He then took those ashes and mixed them with black paint. We used the black paint to paint crosses on the burlap panels. Everyone at the service did this. They will take the panels and hang them in the sancutary during Lent so we can see that we are not alone during this time. It reminded me again of last year when we painted our two crosses and a tiny cross. This year, we painted two crosses with the inner crossbars angled down to a smaller cross. We left feeling so filled - just the way we need to be.

We just keep going and going and going....

Such a busy weekend but fun! We started the fun with having Valenmas with the Brinkmans. We ate at Veracruz in Cedar Hill - yum!! They have great margaritas! Then we headed over to their house to exchange presents. It was so much fun watching Madison and Keegan playing.
Saturday started with Chris going to help set up tables at the church for the chili cok-off. When he got back home, we headed over to Dallas to meet Lynne, Tommy, and Mono for a birthday lunch for Lynne at Cafe Express. We got there early and had a great time looking around Right Start. We bought a little football for Keegan that he totally enjoyed chewing on. Lunch was a lot of fun. Keegan has his Momma's love of pickles so we gave im half a pickle spear. He had the best time munching on it. The funniest was when he looked up and had the pointed part of this pickle hanging our his mouth. It totally looked like a tongue!! He also got his first taste of whipped cream. He really liked it! Afterwards, we headed over to Costco and Target to get grocs for the week. We then stopped by my cousin's house to help them move. We got home, ate dinner, and totally crashed into bed.
Sunday was church. Afterwards, the United Methodist Men had their annual chili cookoff to raise money for scholarships for graduating seniors. We invited the congregation of Turnpike Curch of Christ over and it was great seeing them having a good time. While our awesome chili did not win, we had a great time seeing so many people supporting our youth. We got home around 2:30 and then had to leave around 3:30 for our Financial Peace class. We are really enjoying it. It is comforting to know that we are not the only people who are paying the stupid tax!! We got home afterwards and still had laundry, clean-up, and cooking to do for the week. It was a busy weekend but it was all stuff we had fun doing.