Goodbye 2009

My philosophy has always been to TRY to keep your mouth shut when you don’t have anything good to say. Some of you know I have a hard time with that the more tired I get. In fact, if you ever want to find out any big secret I might be keeping, corner me around midnight and I’ll sing like a bird.

So, in light of that, I don’t have much to say about 2009. It was a tough year and the Michael’s are ready to move on! We feel like we’ve been hit and hit and hit again this year. I told Conrad the other day I feel like we spent 2009 in a foxhole in the middle of a blazing battle, trying to keep from getting our heads blown off.
Even in the midst of the battles, I have to say that I see God’s faithfulness and His goodness! For one, at least I’m in the war with my amazing, compassionate, and strong husband and not going it alone. I’m also thankful for my two beautiful and healthy kids. They are breathtaking and brave and funny and loud and healthy…and did I say funny? Well they are.

Isabelle bed hopped all night last night. That’s not so funny, more annoying, but at one point she went into Grace’s room at o’ dark thirty this morning and starting yelling at her soundly sleeping sister, “Get up Grace! I said Get up!” (I’m still not to the funny part…) Grace woke up and started crying, Conrad jumped up, grabbed Isabelle, she started crying. Then we were all up in the hallway…my heart was racing as I limped/ran to see what was going on.

I took the now hysterical three year old back to bed and asked her why she woke up her sister to which she replied tearfully and emphatically, “I just don’t know.” Okay, it’s funny now. Now that the sun is fully up.

So here’s to a new year, with new expectations, and full nights’ sleep!