Friday, December 11, 2009
Simple yet the sweetest
Everytime Chi comes Ryan and I get so excited and so anxious to make every moment count that we feel the need to spend lots of money doing extra special things. Well tonight after we discussed the fact that we barely have enough money to pay our mortgage (and that means going into our line of credit), taking Chi to dinner and a movie didn't seem like such a good idea. In fact for a moment I got so mad that I told Ryan I was going to bed. I layed in bed for a mere minute as I listened to my little boy sing as he showered. I realized that having this attitude was only going to ruin the night for everyone. He yelled soon after, telling me that he was ready to get out. I met Ryan in the bathroom as we both scrambled for a towel. I then looked into my husbands eyes and suggested that we stay in, make some yummy tacos and watch the timeless Christmas cartoons that were gathering dust on Chi's shelf. It immediately put a smile on Ryan's face and I knew I had made up for my earlier tantrum. Just to make things seem even better I led my little boy into room as I gathered his underwear and jammies. I looked into his eyes and very excitedly said, "Guess What?" Of course he answered just as excitedly, "What?" I continued, "We are all going to get in our jammies, mommy is going to make a yummy dinner, and we are going to watch all of these Christmas movies of yours." All he said was, "Yah!" and then he smiled his sweet smile. He was so excited! He had no clue that we had just cancelled our $50 plus night on the town because what we planned instead meant more to him than any restaurant or theater could. He ate a huge taco, he and daddy built a fire together, we turned on the Christmas tree and we watched movie after movie. One of the movies happened to be The Little Drummer Boy and we were even able to meantion the Savior in our little night together. After the movies we practiced Chi's letters and read books by the fire. It was one of the best nights I have ever had. Turns out that spending nothing meant spending everything with my precious little family.
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