loving life...

We had dinner at Carin's last night and she was nice enough to invite Wesley to spend the night. He was so excited - he has been anxiously awaiting his first sleep over. All was good until about 11:15 when he called to ask me to come and get him. He was scared and wanted to come home. While I was driving back to Carin's, I was filled with joy. I was so happy to think that their is no other place Wesley would rather be, than with me, in our home. Don't get me wrong, I have done the numbers many times (3 more years until they are all in school, 8.4 years until Cameron goes on a mission, 1 more year until Chase is in preschool and I have 4 hours a week all to myself, 2.11 more years until Reagan can babysit - I think we are going to bypass Cameron on the babysitting...) but, last night I was so content to be exactly where I am. I love having my boys around (I love having the older ones around on weekends and after 3:00 - off track can be a little much!). I realize it won't be long until the last person they want to be with is me and they will do anything to go somewhere else - but for now, it's perfect! So as I cruised the freeway at midnight, belting out the Wicked soundtrack, with my eyes watering (mainly because it was so painful to keep them open - but also, a few tears of joy) I couldn't wait to pick up Wesley and give him a big hug!
Thank you Carin for being willing to take him on and for being so sweet to him - sorry to keep you all up so late!
The icing on the cake...when I came to get him, I told him maybe he could try a sleep over again when he was 5! He said he didn't want to do it again until he was 16!!