The Day Before.

Well, Saturday I spent most of my day assisting a fellow photographer (Brenda Johnson) at a wedding in the Fort Worth area. I, in most cases am always focused on the event and ready for the challenge. Although Saturday was a little different. I don't feel as though I was not focused, or not ready for the challenge even, I was just not as "giddy" if you well about what was ahead. I was ready, and excited to capture this moment for the Bride and Groom along side Brenda, even more so than usual having knowing the Bride. The problem...

This was it, Saturday, the day before Sunday which just so happens to be the day before Monday. No big deal, it's just another Monday. Well for some, but for me it was my 1st Born's 1st day of school. I hadn't thought to much about it, up until I had to leave Saturday to go and shoot the wedding. It hit me. This is the last Saturday, weekend in general, that I will have with my sweet boy before he becomes accustomed to the daily life of school. That Monday meant no more waking up every day and climbing in bed with him to hear him giggle, or he climbing in bed with me to wrap his arm around my body and nuzzle his face into mine. No more "carefree' living if you will. Waking up when he wants, taking his time to have his breakfast, loving on me all morning long.

So while at the wedding my heart was aching for him. To hold him, to stare at him... I had already forgotten how many freckles he had on his cheeks. I thought about him all day long, and evening, and up until we got in the car to leave close to Midnight... which was now... Sunday.

This was it, Sunday. The real "last" day before school. I had so much I want to do with him, and now all I had was what was left of this Sunday. I got home from the wedding about 1:30 or so, I really don't remember. Sat up with my mom, who had came in to watch the boys, until about 4 in the morning just chit chatting, which seemed to continue to lead to how much I just loved him, was going to miss him, how I was excited for him, happy for him... just alot of emotions.

Bed came, and so did morning. I slept with the little guy last night, and Mason above us. When I woke up I could not wait for Mason to get up. I heard him rustling above us and when I made my first call to Micah to do something that morning, Mason heard. Instantly... "mommy!!!" His little legs hurried down the side of his Bunk Bed, and right into the bed with me and just hugged me. We just laid, and I enjoyed every second of it. We got up, but to only go and lay with daddy. He laid between us and was as sweet as could be. He even manged to tell me how Beautiful my hair was (we just woke up... haha). He asked me to scratch his back, and told me how much he loved me to do that. We made a game of going fast and slow and tickling and such. Just pure laughter from my, baby turned Pre-Ker. Then he asked if I like to have my back scratched, and of course YES!! So he climbed out, scratched my back for a minute or two. :-) God is good.

The morning went on, we watched a movie with my mom and then I headed out with her to get a few things for the 1st day. :) A trip to Osh-Kosh, 3 shirts later I headed to Wal-Mart. Did the things there and just couldn't wait to get home to my sweet boys. When I came in he was eating grapes, and began to share with me. Then as I carried in the groceries he stood by the door and I was only allowed to come in with the groceries if he ate a grape. :) So we played that, got the groceries in and put up. Next up, head over to Dee Dee & Poppie's to visit them and my bestie Tierni and Mason's best bud, Jake. :) Nice little treat before this new journey begins tomorrow. :) The boys ran crazy, I got some Bestie and Dee Dee time. :) Nice!

Home for dinner, Turkey pork chops, long grain wile rice, cauliflower, and peas (not for Matt of course). Next on the agenda... hair cuts. :) Mase is not really a fan of this. I have been cutting his hair since his first cut, the day I cut off his "rat tail" as some would call it. I called it his baby curl. :) So tonight I asked if he wanted to let Daddy do it, being as he is the one who cuts hair, unofficially :). He went for it and on we went. Matt did a great job, and He looks handsome as ever. :)

Next, outside baths to get the hair off. The boys loved it, played in the outside metal tub and took a mud bath. So we then took an official "bath" outside of course because that is all they wanted to do. :) So they got their baths, Pj's on, and in to brushing their teeth, then bed. Mason climbed right in, Micah just behind him. Meanwhile, Matt and I were cleaning out our cars, MUCH NEEDED... goodness. For us, we both are somewhat OCD about organization, cleanliness, and just things looking nice. Boy could you not tell any of this with our cars. Being on the go with two boys just gets past us sometimes.

So I came in after finishing the car (Matt did the truck), to check on the boys. Mason, asleep. :) Sweet as could be... this is it. Micah, not so asleep.. Oh wee that boy... this was 8pm this took place, it is 10:25 and there is a probable chance he is still awake. :) I love him!

So here I am, writing this blog... One I plan to keep up with daily, hopefully with a pic or two maybe to go along with the story. I can't believe "The Day Before" is winding down. :( His clothes are picked out, lunch made, backpack packed. Tomorrow I will take my baby to school. To the hands of another care taker, to the hands of his newest friend, to his new life for the next 14 years (at least) minus the summers. This is hard.. I wonder if others contemplate this as much as I have.

I am so happy for Mason, so blessed to have had him this long. Healthy, Happy (when Micah's not around), and ready for "The Day Before" to be "The Day of" :)

Sorry about my story.. Matt just asked.. "What are you doing over there? Blogs are not supposed to be long"... ahaha I said well this is a story... It's a special day.

Goodnight!

Brittney <><