The What If's

As I'm sure most of you know, a year ago today is the day that Clinton and I lost our house to the tornado. All day we've been talking on and off about the what if's and how God, our guardian angels, whatever you believe was on our side that night.

We still can't believe that we walked away without a scratch, and that the front door window (which was about 2 seconds from braking) didn't explode all over us.

What if the house was taken completely off it's foundation? We later found out from the structural engineer that the house wouldn't have lasted much longer and it would have been blown off it's foundation and we probably would have been seriously hurt.

What if I ignored the window shaking in it's pane by our bed and hadn't left? Well a tree branch went through that window and glass was all over where I had been laying.

What if we had headed into the basement and the walls caved in on us? Because that's exactly what would have happened if we had been 5 seconds faster.

I still can't believe that I didn't cut my foot on glass while walking barefoot around the house.

I still remember calling my mom right after it happened, still in shock, not knowing what to say or do.

I still remember not feeling Vada move (then baby Huser) for at least 2 hours after the storm and how terrified I was at the doctors that something happened. But weirdly, my blood pressure was the best it had been throughout my entire pregnancy that day. I think God knew we couldn't handle it if I had to be hospitalized again on the specific day.

We are eternally grateful for the help and support everyone has given us this past year and we love you all.

I Challenge Thee To A Fight

I did something stupid.

 I challenged Clinton to a snow ball fight. Which, to his credit he said he didn't want to and I had to talk him into it.

It wasn't until I was walking on the back side of the house scared that he was going to pop out and throw one at my face that I realized just how stupid my idea was.

During our epic battle, Vada was watching through the screen door cheering (yelling) for mom to beat dad. But after Clinton throwing a mountain of snow and nailing me in the face, he won. And I built a snowman.

Vada LOVED going outside in the snow, only problem was she couldn't move in her snow suit so she can only sit up for a minute before it becomes too much and she kind of mimicks a tree that's just been cut down and topples over.

Our Day

6:30 am- I wake up, shower and get dressed.
6:50 am- Get Vada up, change her diaper and feed her
7:20 am- Leave our house to go to Kelli's.
7:30-40(ish)- Arrive at Kelli's to see Char pointing at Vada and Vada usually smiling to get out of her carseat.
7:45-50 am- Char starts waving bye bye to Kelli and Kelli leaves to go to Clinicals.
8-10am- Girls scream, play, eat, nap and climb all over each other. Charlotte figures out that I have yet to get it through my head that the bathroom door doesn't shut without me closing it, and she seems to know when it's not latched. I see her head for the hallway and dash to shut the door.
10 am- Story time. Or in the girls point of view. 15 minutes of aunt Stephanie reading books we listen to a whole minute and then decide we're bored and go back to playing, but aunt s/mom keeps reading and then shoves the book in our faces say, "Look at the dog/bird/baby/duck/troll!"
11 am- Kelli comes home for lunch and Char starts waving bye bye to me, and speed crawls to her mama.
11:30 am- Char has a meltdown because Mom is leaving again, and Aunt S is still there. But as soon as aunt steph let's Char pull/play/climb over her face or hair, she immediately forgives me and at that point, Vada has her thinking face on and is attacking my hair.
12 p,- Lunch for all
1 pm- if it's nice out, we go outside to look at doggies, or go for walks and go see mommy/ Aunt Kelli at the hospital
2-4-play, nap and eat.

Kelli comes home and Vada usually has a meltdown that she has to get back into the carseat. But Charlotte is SUPER happy her mommy is home and doesn't have to share anything, anymore.

Really God? Really?

You know it's going to be a bad day when your day has been horrible and it's not even 8:30.

Here is a list of what's going on this morning.

• My car wouldn't start this morning and I was already running late.
• I spilt cranberry juice all over the car, and since I was running late I had to wait to clean it up.
• I was late to work. Basically Kelli had a whole minute to spare. 
• I'm already cranky when running late to anything so running late along with all these things made for a really crappy day. Vada heard a plethora of bad words this morning from both parens.
• Why is it when you are already running late, every slow driver in the world comes out of the woodworks? 

Let's see what else can happen today.