Wednesday, May 19, 2010
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Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Friday, May 7, 2010
This seems to be on everyone's blog, but it really is something I couldn't pass up. Stephanie is such an inspiration of what attitude that I need to have on my 'bad' days...because really...my life is wonderful. I am thankful for my family, and my children. Thank you Stephanie for reminding me how divine the role of motherhood really is. For reminding me that life is truly a gift, and so are our children. May we all strive to be a little better, and work a little harder to recognize the hand of the Lord in our lives!
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
It always amuses me at the slight differences in words used in England. Yes we both speak English, but they use some words in a much different context than we would use here in the United States. I even laughed every time I logged into Facebook...it wanted to know if I wanted to participate in translating FB into English (UK).
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
At the beginning of March, I got a call from him while he was at work. They were setting up a training class in London, and wanted Shawn to be a part of it. He wanted to know if I wanted to come and bring the kids. The wheels started going, and we figured out how we could make it possible. Between Shawn's job and my job with the airlines our kids have been blessed to go many places...and this was no different.
Shawn had a conference he was attending in Dallas. He left on Sunday, Apr. 11. Our plan was to meet him on Wednesday, and then fly out of Dallas on Thursday to London. Plans changed when I called to list us on our flight (oh the joys of standby)...the flight we were hoping to leave on was overbooked and the chances of all 5 of us to get on the flight were not good. Wednesday looked better so we decided to shoot for that and see what happens....little did we know what lie ahead.
On Tuesday I got our bags packed, picked Caden up from school, and headed straight to the airport! We arrived in Dallas that night, and met up with Daddy. In the morning Shawn went to the remaining part of the conference while we hung out at the hotel. We even were able to get some lunch with our old friend Lisa. I hadn't seen her in forever. It was great to catch up, and see her new little baby, Noah.
My mind started to reel. I was bummed. I packed our kids up and flew all the way to Dallas, and now I am going to have to turn around and go home. My plans of seeing my kids playing in London were gone. I now had wished that I would have just stayed home. Yet we waited to see if the inevitable would happen. Boarding came and went, and we were left at the gate. Luckily there was a flight at 9:05pm...our last chance to get there. It still looked bad, but we hoped against hope.
I began following the two little ones as they ran back and forth the 'moving walkways.' My eyes kept wandering over to the gate hoping to see our names would be 'cleared.' Slowly one by one...IT ACTUALLY HAPPENED! We were so happy! We would get to London after all!
They started boarding, and shortly after they made an announcement. A volcano had just erupted in Iceland, and they would have to suspend boarding until they were sure it was safe to travel. Soon they started boarding again...then stopped it again....and finally they were sure we could go, and boarded the whole plane.
I sat down in my seat, and let out a sigh of relief.
We actually we made it!
I was so glad! The flight went wonderfully. Thomas slept almost the entire time!!
Then we landed...they shut down the airport indefinitely.