Happy Birthday Noah!
As for me and my family, we will serve the Lord.
So I have been sort of blog silent for a while. I guess I was feeling anxious and I knew that it would come through in my writing. This is my therapy, you know. Next year is going to be crazy. And I don't mean our normal kind of Hough crazy that goes along with the territory of having 9 kids, a snotty cat, a geriatric dog and a hyper puppy. Nope this is a whole new kind of crazy. This is the kind of crazy that involves the husband driving 4 hours each day for his job, packing, painting and selling the house that has been our home for 14 years, a graduation, a First Holy Communion, moving the above mentioned kids and animals, finding a house that will not just be a house but a home, finding new doctors, dentists, schools and friends and so on and so forth... So I am sure that if you allow your imagination to fathom all of that, you are glad that I haven't been blogging, or at least that you haven't been reading about it. Here is the thing, I am so happy that Brian got his new job. He is so excited about it and I see a spark in him that hasn't been there for a while. It is wonderful to know that his new job isn't a job at all. It is truly his vocation. But here is the other thing, I hate change. I am very much opposed to new circumstances. They make me nervous and slightly nauseated. I love our home and our neighbors. Our families are nearby. And our church family is amazing. It is so hard for me to think about leaving, so I decided not to. I was going to just pretend that it wasn't happening and we were just going to throw ourselves into Christmas and all of it's wonderfulness.
So today is the nineteenth birthday of my twins. For real, for 19 years they have been roaming about the earth. Ok, so they probably didn't roam for the first year or so, but you get my point. They are currently living a certain birthday experience that few people will know...the joy of having finals on your birthday. Nothing slaps you in the face like the reality that not everyone cares that it's your birthday! Seriously, college professors think nothing of giving you a test that could potentially make or break your entire college career on the day that you are supposed to do nothing but celebrate the fact that you are another year older. Stupid college. I know this feeling all too well. I too "celebrated" my birthday over finals week. Not fun. Sorry Wondertwins! I can honestly say that I had nothing to do with this one. ;) Hang in there my loves! The end is in sight. Very soon we will be bringing you home for a whole glorious month! This time you won't have any papers to write, or chapters to read or tests to study for. You can just come home and relax. Well, we all know that in this house relax s a very subjective word. But the tree is decorated, the house is clean, the fridge is full and let's not forget the 9786 Christmas movies that have been DVRd just waiting to be watched. This break is the real deal, not the teasing break that you had over Thanksgiving or the glorified long weekend that they called a break in October. This is an honest to goodness break. I cannot wait to have all 9 of my crew back under one roof for one final Christmas in our home here in Dayton. Next year will be a year of big, no make that HUGEMUNGOUS changes for the Dayton Houghs. So for now, conquer your finals and then we will rock this break and we will celebrate your birthdays when you get home! Until then, here are a few of my favorite pics ! Love you DJ and Coley!