Today was pajama day at school. Ashlyn was so excited. She picked out some of her special jammies last night. I woke up to her smiling face leaning over me this morning. Her hair was done, shoes on. She was ready to go. I drove carpool to school today. On the way home I got a hysterical phone call from 7 year old Ashlyn. Today was NOT pajama day. Ashlyn was in tears. I told her I would pick her up out front of the the school in two minutes. She came out to the car with her hall pass. We ran home, changed her clothes and she said, "I feel like a Duffis!" 273 times. I think she will survive. (Hopefully without counseling)
Will and I met twenty-one years ago in high school. We dated for about two years, and then Will served a mission in Texas, and I went off to college. Soon after he returned home we were married in the Salt Lake Temple. Seventeen years later, we have five fantastic kids, one on the way, and a completely crazy life that I wouldn't trade for anything.