We were so excited to be invited to another awards ceremony for Zack! He’s accomplished so much during his 7th-grade year and has grown in so many ways. This year, Christopher was home and able to come cheer Zack on too, which made it even more special.
After the ceremony, we found ourselves as the last parents still waiting—turns out Zack didn’t quite feel the urgency and stopped to play a quick game with a classmate! Once we finally rounded him up, snapped a quick photo, and made a dash through the pouring rain, we decided to celebrate with lunch at Chick-fil-A.
We’re just so proud of Zack and the incredible young man he’s becoming. I love this boy of mine!
Memorial Day is always a favorite—especially here in Stafford. We kicked things off with a big ward breakfast at Curtis Park, followed by games and fun with everyone. After that, Christopher took the boys fishing, and they even caught a few big ones!
Later in the day, we headed over to the Deans' for a BBQ with friends. It was such a treat to just relax, catch up with amazing people, and watch the kids run around and play. We’re so grateful to live in a place like this—it really is special.
Also, can Xander and Stella be any cuter?! These moments are definitely going in their wedding video someday!
While I was away on my girls' trip, I got a call from the dog fostering group—Edna had been returned because they claimed she was "aggressive." I was spitting mad. They had her for a grand total of six hours before giving up on her. Ugh. Some people just don’t even try.
Since I was in North Carolina, I called Christopher and asked him to bail her out of “doggy jail.” The rescue made her stay for two days to observe her behavior—she showed no signs of aggression—then they allowed us to foster her again until the next adoption event.
I have to admit, giving her up a second time was even harder. But this time, I wasn't going to let the foster group be in charge of finding her the right family. I clipped an “Adopt Me” leash on her and talked to everyone at the event.
If someone didn’t feel like an “Edna person,” I leaned into her challenges. But if I saw potential, I told them about her strengths. And when I met the family I really hoped would take her home, I gave them the full picture—the good, the bad, the ugly, and the hilarious.
After an hour of thinking it over, that sweet mom and daughter came back and adopted Edna.
I was overjoyed… and then I sat in my car and cried. I really loved that sweet girl, and so did the whole family.
Maybe fostering isn’t for us after all—or maybe this is just the hardest, most beautiful part of it.
