'Month in review' post 1 - When my arm got messed up - Yuck!

Hi everyone!
Today starts our 'month in review' post series.  Instead of doing it as previously thought, we decided to try to blog TOGETHER.  It'll be interesting, that's for sure!
To tell who's talking, my text will be in this  Lovely shade of purple, and Flynn's text will be in this Cool shade of green.  Hopefully the colors will show up okay.  If not we'll change it :P
Anyway, let's get started!
If you want to review the original post, you can do so HERE.

I was prowling 'like a caged animal'?  I prefer to say, anxiously deciding if I wanted to propose to you or not!  That's a big decision, you know...

Yeah, but that's how you were walking. I couldn't think of any better way to describe it.  I was pretty new to the Blogiverse, you know!  :P  

Yeah, true.  

"Last time you wanted an adventure, according to the movie, I was beat over my head with a frying pan, tied to a chair with your hair, and then risked my life repeatedly, ending with me ultimately being backstabbed by your crazed, fake mother, and finally, being saved by a single tear.  I don't know if I WANT to go on another adventure with you!"  <From the original post.  Oh my goodness, I am laughing so hard at this right now....that was the best line I think you've ever spoken!  

Ever spoken?  You mean you didn't think my best line was "Rapunzel, will you marry me and make me the happiest doll on earth"?!  Thanks.  

I'm teasing.  Of course I liked THAT line.  A lot.  ;)  And by the way, you don't have a very good way of hiding your anxiousness.  I KNEW something was up with you that day. 

Yeah, but what was I gonna do?  Say, "Hey, you can't go with me because Tangled Fan's going to help me find a ribbon so I can propose to you!"  And I was super nervous anyway.  I STILL feel bad, because maybe if you had gone with me after all, you wouldn't have fallen.  

Don't cry over spilt milk.  That probably strengthened our relationship.  Looking back on it, anyway!  I would have probably been in tears if I would've fallen in front of you - I know I'm clumsy and I wanted to leave a good impression, since we were deboxed! 

You didn't have to worry about good impressions.  I knew you were clumsy anyway!  You're not too clumsy now, I suppose.  

You suppose.  Anyway, reading this...I haven't heard you whistling for, like, ever!  Since our wedding day, I think, but I can't remember for sure.  

Yeah - I haven't in awhile.  And oh gosh, I forgot how bad I felt when I grabbed you to hug you, and I hurt your arm even worse..I thought for sure I would pass out! 

You get queasy over that kind of stuff?

Nah.  Just when it's an injury that happened to you.  

You're pathetic.  

I know I am.  :P

So, wait.  "You're a lot braver than I am - I would probably just deal with it.  I can't stand surgery stuff."  Why do you say you're not queasy then?  

Being queasy over injuries and being queasy or impossibly worried about surgery are two different things, I guess.  

Oh, okay.  And-

Do you always play with your hair like that when you're typing a blog post?

I guess.  It helps me think.  Why?

Just wondered.  Anyway, back to the post. You were sure giving conflicting signals, there, hon.  One minute, you were giggling and joking around with me, and the next you were red-faced and embarrassed.  And then you HUGGED me.  Of course, that was the first time you'd made the move to hug me, and let me tell you, I thought my heart would never work the same again!  But yeah, talk about confusion??

I know...but you have to understand that I was worried about my arm, and worried about leaving you, even if we weren't engaged or anything...and I was confused about what I'd thought I'd seen...and then just about everything else!  It turned out alright anyway.  

Obviously! 

And when you kissed my forehead and looked so teary eyed...I almost didn't go to get my arm fixed.  But then I considered the fact that I couldn't even MOVE it, or hug you properly or ANYTHING.  And by the way...YOU were a little confusing, too.  

I was confused because you acted confused.  

Whatever THAT means!  :D  And buddy...all that was communicated when we met each others' eyes.  I know I was thinking, Oh my gosh, he really was going to propose!  Was it for me?  Am I ready for such a commitment?  Would I accept? Naturally, I would, but I was so freaked out.  And wait, Merida, Blondie and Rayne shared the shelf with us!  Maybe it was for one of them.  Maybe that was the case.  But did I like that?  I wasn't sure! 

And I was thinking, Oh crumbs.  She saw it.  And when I saw your panicked eyes, I thought, Well...does she like me?  Is she ready?  She acts like she likes me but maybe I'm reading into things too far..!  
And wait.  You thought that it might be for one of the three others..that I didn't even really know??!

Stranger things have happened since.  And...I dunno.  I was thinking pretty unrealistically at the time because I was panicky.  

Love is a strange, tangled thing.  

Truer words have never been spoken!  

Really?  It's an opinion.  Others might not think the same way.  So it might not be true!  And wouldn't when I tell you I love you be truer than 'Love is a strange, tangled thing'?  

Shush.  You're terrible!  And you telling me that you love me is YOUR opinion as well, if you think about it.  Others might not agree with that.  Like HB.  She thinks you...I have no idea what she thinks but regardless...it's an opinion too.  

You're terrible, too.  And our bantering is getting this post pretty long.  

Yeah, there is that.  
Well, I guess we'll have another post up whenever we can get one ready! You're probably disgusted with our bantering, already!  =D  

And if you want to see the 2nd part, click HERE
3rd part: Click HERE
4th and last part: Click HERE.  

Flynn here - month anniversary (:

Monday morning, I woke up at 8, which was kind of late for me.  But hey, I had no chance of a migraine attacking me today!
Rapunzel was still totally zonked out.  It appeared to me that she had done a faceplant on my shoulder, and that just looked plain uncomfortable.  And my shoulder was definitely numb.  But regardless.  This was probably the hardest she'd slept since my absence, what with having to get up with the babies and everything.  Luckily, Hallie had only gotten up once through the night, and my wife had refused to let me get up with her.  I managed to lay a quite numb arm around her, and smiled as I considered how glad I was to be back.
After about an hour, she finally woke up.  She promptly reached over to hug me and rested her head on my shoulder again after I propped myself up on my elbows.  I gave her forehead a kiss and said good morning.  She rolled her eyes at me, yet she still grinned.  We both got up, but I hated to even move away from her - Velcro Flynn.  Haven't you heard that's my full name?  Velcro Flynn Rider.
I couldn't help but grin at her.  She mistook it and thought it was because her hair was messy.  Yeah...it was really messy, but I didn't notice until she shoved me and grumbled about it.  I laughed, and she left to fix her hair up.

We left after the girls got up and Merida agreed to watch the girls today.
After we landed on the floor, I took her hand in mine and smiled at her.  She grinned back and my heart jumped.  We wandered around aimlessly and enjoyed a good chat about whatever came to mind.
When we looped back to the bookshelf after awhile, I pulled her close and asked her if she wanted to dance.
"Of course, kind sir!"  She kidded, and I took her hand up to kiss it.  The surprise/delight showed on her whole entire face.
But she surprised me right back, when she started to dance on her own, without me guiding her.
When the playlist on the iPod was done (since I had decided to start dancing when we got back to the bookshelf, I had asked Rayne to keep an eye or an ear out for us so she could start the iPod playlist), my wife stayed in my arms with seemingly no inclination to move away.  I was awkwardly wondering how to ask her how she'd suddenly learned how to dance, without sounding mean.
Eventually, I spit the question out quickly.  She giggled and said, "Rayne taught me.  I asked her to teach me, so that when you came back, I'd have a surprise.  However small that is, but hey - you noticed it!"  
I leaned in to kiss her, and then told her, "I sure did.  You were awesome."  She gave me a sweet smile and I smoothed the hair from her face.  She was starting to reach up to kiss me back, and I was about to lean down to help her reach, and then we were quite rudely interrupted by a "Hey, YOU!"
She pulled away from me, red-faced.  I looked up to see who it was...and surprise, surprise.  HB.
My wife stepped away from me in embarrassment, and then HB stomped right up into her face.  "So, are you happy now?"
"It took you this long to find out they were gone?"  My wife countered, and I was thinking the same thing, to be honest.
"Don't you change the subject!  I want them back, now!" Complete with foot-tapping.  The nerve of that doll-never mind.
Rapunzel explained - I was amazed that she hadn't snapped yet - with growing boldness, why and how they'd been taken away.
HB yelled that she was single now - no, AGAIN - because of the fact that Allie and Hallie weren't with her any longer.  Rapunzel just said it wasn't her fault, but it was a shame her boyfriend didn't stick with her.  At this point, I was horrified at how different the Barbies must be from the Disney-s.  If we get engaged, we stay together for the rest of our days, until one or both of us gets smooshed in a Dumpster or sold on eBay, or sent to Goodwill.
"Oh, hey!"  She suddenly turned towards ME, with a growing, sly smile and brightened face.  Uhh, nope.  "Where have you been?  I haven't seen you around in a few weeks and thought maybe you'd smartened up and left that ugly thing you call your wife."
She didn't just suggest that I would LEAVE Rapunzel, and call her ugly all in one shot, had she??  Oh, boy.  Before I could lay into her, though, my wife did.  She gasped, stepped towards HB, and HB backed off a step or two.  Her face grew to be some mix of surprise and terror.
I didn't know if Rapunzel was going to just yell at her, or jump her.  I grabbed her wist to pull her back, but she wrestled away from me.  I was surprised, too.
"Don't you DARE even look at him!  He is my husband, he is faithful, and he always will be.  He would NEVER do such a thing to me, and I am quite maddened that you act as if he WOULD!  Also, I do not want to see you near me, Flynn, or my children ever again.  You can do whatever you want, call me as many different kinds of ugly and stupid that you wish, but don't you DARE go near my family!  And..."
She started towards her, shaking a finger, and her face growing dark and ruddy, and I thought fast.  I snaked an arm out and grabbed her around her waist and dragged her back towards me, away from HB.  As much as I'd like to see her give it to HB, I didn't want her getting hurt.
"HB, you heard her.  Go back to your own side of the room.  And don't bother trying to make trouble again."  I growled at her with a glare.
She got the last laugh in, though.  "Fine.  If you want to be stuck with that awful, makeupless, awfully-haired thing...fine."  And then she turned and waltzed off as if nothing had ever happened.  I glared after her until I realized Rapunzel was staring at me.  I tried to offer a smile and said that hopefully, we wouldn't see her again.
She nodded and agreed.
I sat and she did too, putting an arm around my waist.  I put an arm around her shoulders and grinned at her.
We talked about how much we've changed and how much we've gone through in the past month and a half.  Really...there had been something major happening EVERY SINGLE SECOND, almost!
"Hopefully, things will wind down and we'll be able to enjoy life, instead of something happening CONSTANTLY!" Rapunzel said with a chuckle.
"I could live with that for awhile," I said, pulling her close to me and kissing her hair.  I couldn't help but smile with my gladness that I was back by her side.
I bent down to look at her face when she turned it away from me, curious as to why.  After I considered her expression for a bit, I figured that it was because HB had called her several kinds of ugly, and though she was NOT ugly by any stretch, she somehow always managed to get herself upset because she wasn't pristinely made-up or anything like HB.
"Hey."  I said quietly.  "I know that look.  What?  HB?"  I cupped her chin in my hand to bring her around to face me.
She sighed and shrugged.  "Just me being...me..," she refused to meet my eyes.
"Spill it.  I like hearing you being you.  Unless you're bothered by your appearance. That makes me sad, because you're beautiful."
My wife stayed silent, even whilst I was studying her face.  I leaned down to bump my forehead with hers, and then I told her not to let HB get into her head.  Then I asked her what I told her every morning.
"Good morning?"  She said, and I could tell she was attempting to skirt around the question and the topic altogether, so I chuckled.
"Good morning, and I usually try to remind you how pretty you are, and how lucky I am to have you as my wife."  I went on to give another speech, asking her why I'd tell her she was pretty, unless I meant it.
When I was done, she laughed, apparently feeling a bit better on the topic.  My heart swelled at the sound of her silly laugh, and so I kissed the tip of her nose.
Referring to what I'd asked her - why I'd call her pretty, sweet, wonderful, and awesome just because I felt like it - she said, "I suppose you have a point..thanks. And I am NOT awesome."
Feeling like teasing her, because I thought it might make her forget about the issue at hand, I said, "Says you,"
"Yeah, says me.  I'm pretty sure my friends will back me up."
"No!  They're on MY side!"  I joked.
She gave me a shove, and I exaggerated falling over, as if she'd shoved me that hard.  She gave me a quick peck on the cheek while I was down.  When I righted myself again, I sat quietly for a moment, and then grabbed her waist with my hands and tickled her.  She squealed in surprise, but then she started to get the giggles.
All of a sudden, I heard a loud, annoying noise.
"What's that sound?"
"Ohhh, no, I'm not falling f-for-" she laughed.
"No, really!" I yelped.  As I said that, the door opened, and Tangled Fan came bustling in with a vacuum.  Since she's not the most observant human on earth, we needed to get outta the way ASAP.  I grabbed Rapunzel's hand and started to make my way over to the bottom shelf of the bookshelf.  She was still giggling - how on earth she could still find something funny to giggle about...I dunno.  But I rolled my eyes in fake exasperation (which made her laugh hard), picked her up, and made a dash for the shelf.
When we got in there, I sat and allowed her to slide from my lap to sit beside me.  When she was settled, she gave me a sideways look.  I gave her one back, attempting to look expressionless.  I had to fight a grin, though.  She laughed again and elbowed me, and then I chuckled, too.
After a couple minutes, her giggling stopped, and she laid her head on my shoulder.  "You're..I don't know.  Awesome?  Great?  Grand?-"
"How about 'I love you'.  That basically covers all bases," I suggested, with a wink, and she gave a silly laugh.
"Okay.  I love you."  She said.  I was slightly surprised at how easily she'd said it. The past month and a half or so, she'd hesitated or given a slight stammer between the words, and then gone red-faced, as if she was embarrassed to say it. She gave me a big grin, and I matched it, my heart squeezing.

After a good while, Tangled Fan left, and so we went back out.  After a little bit, we meandered over to the window.  We clambered up onto the sill and stared outside.  After a couple minutes of silence, I laced my fingers with hers, and she started to sweep her hand back and forth over her braid, which was, I admit, starting to look a bit messy.
"I need to brush it out, or rebraid it, or something."  She muttered, and I glanced towards her.
'It looks fine.  What'd I tell you, like, a half an hour ago?"
"Yeah, yeah...but it still needs brushed."  she said with a smile.
She flopped down and sprawled across the windowsill.  I laid down beside her, and we both just watched the outdoors for awhile in silence, simply enjoying one another's company.  After awhile, though, we did start talking about lots of stuff, including ideas for blogging, to make it more interesting for you guys - so we're not always just documenting our daily lives and going on about how twitterpated we are with one another.  I'm sure you all get tired of reading that!

When we got back, Jase promptly came running over and hugged me.  I sat down with her, and she talked and talked and talked..and talked...and talked...about all the games she'd made up when I was gone.  I would tell you all about her games, but by the time she was done chattering about all the various games, my head was swimming and I couldn't remember half of them.  All I caught was that she wanted to teach them ALL to me.  I hope to goodness she didn't mean to teach them all to me in one day.

After awhile, Rapunzel, with Hallie in tow, meandered over towards the Hallmark box that was right beside the wicker chair.  I managed to snag her by the waist.
"Wait up a sec.  There's room here for you."  She turned towards me and rolled her eyes before giving me the usual 'what if I..' spiel.
I didn't answer her, but I did suddenly pull her backwards to sit down.  So quickly that she gave an awkward, surprised squawk/squeal.
"You can sit here for a couple minutes."  With a wink.  She elbowed me, and I pulled her close to brush my lips with hers.
"Not in front of the kids!"  She grumbled at me.
Before I could say anything, Jase spoke up.  "That's okay, Momma!  I know you like Daddy.  And that's what dolls do when they like someone, right?"  Jase looked up with wide, innocent, questioning eyes.
I had to keep from laughing.  "Umm.....yeah, that's right."  Rapunzel answered her, and I could tell by her reddened face that she was trying to keep from laughing as well.  Then, she pulled Jase onto her lap beside Hallie and gave her a quick hug.  As soon as she released her hug on Jase, however, she scooted back down onto my lap.  I gazed down at her and looked at her bright eyes.  She gave me a dimply smile, and I couldn't help but love the little girl. I shot a glance towards my wife, and saw she was staring at Hallie's peaceful, sleeping face.  I gave her shoulders a squeeze and a kiss in the hair, and she looked up at me with such a sweet expression on her face.  And, which surprised me, I also saw love in her eyes.

I know she had been uncomfortable with me at the beginning, and we'd both been really awkward.  When I'd become more comfortable around her, she still wasn't, but she'd still gone along with my ideas of getting engaged, getting married, and fostering, and also adopting, children.  Even though she'd not been completely ready for all of this, she'd still trusted me enough to go along with it.  I know she loved me the whole way, but this was the first time I can honestly say she looked at me lovingly.  She was just starting to open up enough to be comfortable and display affection around others, let alone towards me.  That, my readers and friends, is a huge, huge, huge step.  And I'm glad.  I still feel bad about rushing her, mind, so I'm especially relieved to know she's finally starting to get used to all this.

Well, I'm gonna let you all go, before I get too mushy about it.  You all are probably so tired of hearing the same old same old...!

1 month 1 day anni =D

Monday morning, I woke up at 9, which was relatively late for me.  

I saw Flynn was already awake, and staring at me with a smile on his face.  

He propped himself up on his elbows and I reached over to hug him and lay my head on his shoulder.  He kissed my forehead.  "Good morning, gorgeous."  

I rolled my eyes, but I couldn't contain the grin that played across my lips.  I'd been slightly annoyed by those daily greetings, not used to the attention or anything...but since his absence, I'd missed that!  

He got up, and I did too.  

He acted as if he had to somehow hold me - whether it was my hand or anything.  I didn't exactly mind it, but it was just a tad awkward.  He kept a hand on my side and grinned at me again, staring at me.  I glanced down at my hair, which was kind of messy.  

"Oh, knock it off - I know my hair's a disaster!"  I gave him a shove.  

"No...it's fine."  He laughed quietly, and I promptly left to brush out and braid my hair.   

When I had neatened up, Flynn asked quietly if I wanted to get going.  

I walked over towards the chair, where the girls were sleeping.

I leaned over the chair and put my hand on the top of it, feeling a twinge of guilt.  

"I think we should wait till they're up...don't you?"

He nodded, coming over behind me to look at them.  He held my hand that was on top of the chair.

"Wow, everyone's getting up really late!" 

I jumped, trying to back away from Flynn, and turn around to look at Blondie at the same time.  

He held onto my hand even tighter, in surprise, and I worked to wrestle my hand free.  Finally doing so, I gave her a small embarrassed smile and nodded.  

"For sure!" 

"But we're all gettin' up at the same time," Merida sat up and yawned.  Rubbing her eyes, she stood.

With a grin, she turned towards us.  "I'll watch the kids today for you two lovebirds if you want to fly away for the day."  Flynn wrapped an arm around me and held me close to his side and I rolled my eyes.  

"That'd be great, but don't you ever need a break?"

"You can pay me back sometime when I want to go see Angus or shoot, and don't want to take Allie with me."  She winked.

Just then, Allie started to whimper, and that got Hallie worked up.  

Merida scooped Allie up, and I picked up Hallie.

Flynn leaned over my shoulder and made a goofy face at Hallie, and Hallie quickly responded with the world's silliest, most adorable little smile.  My heart swelled.  

Just then, Jase woke up, looked around...and caught sight of her Daddy.

She thrust herself from the chair up into his outstretched arms and gave him an enthusiastic hug.  

"I'm so glad you're here this morning still, Daddy!"  She gave him a dimple-y smile and he gave her that grin.  

He tickled her, and she shrieked with giggles, which awoke Rayne.  

Her arms flew out everywhere as she jumped up and whirled towards us, a confused look on her face.  

"Sorry!" I exclaimed.  "Go back to sleep."

She laughed.  "That's fine.  Jase is happy to have her Daddy back, and I can understand." 

Merida came over and took the girls from Flynn and I.  

"You two go and have a nice day, and don't worry about coming back quick, either."  She gave me a lopsided grip.  

"Why're you in a big hurry to kick us out?  Got a big date or something?" I joked. 

"Yep."  With a laugh, she went along with it.  

Flynn came up behind me and put a hand on my shoulder.  

"So you're in a big hurry, too," I said, winking at him.  

"Well, I've got a big date, too, after all!"  He joked, with an innocent look on his face.  

I rolled my eyes and started for the shelf edge.  "Thanks, guys!  We'll see you later.  Bye, Jase!"  

She waved at us, and we started the descent.  

When we were down off of the shelf, Flynn promptly took my hand in his and gave it a squeeze, smiling at me.  I grinned back and we just walked around awhile, chatting about general, random stuff.  

I suddenly remembered what Rayne had told me about her backstory, and thought about telling Flynn.  I opened my mouth to say about it, but then I thought better of it and didn't say anything.  

Flynn caught my expression, though.  "What aren't you telling me?"

I shook my head and smiled, trying to think fast.  "Just don't know where I should start with telling you how glad I am you're back!" I substituted, and he chuckled.

We looped back around towards the bookshelf, and Flynn suddenly pulled me close.    

"Dance?" He asked with a smile, taking my other hand and wrapping his arm around my waist.  

"Of course, kind sir!" I joked, and he pulled my hand up to kiss it.  I felt a tingle go up my spine.  But I also had a surprise for him!  As soon as I heard the music come on, I put my arm around his neck and started dancing on my own.  Without stomping on his feet half-a-gazillion-times!  Or tripping.  Or scraping my heels with my own toenails.  (Awkward!)  Safe to say, our one-month dance went a LOT better than our first dance!!!  

When the playlist on the iPod was done, I lingered in his arms for a moment.  

I could tell my hubby was itching to ask how I suddenly knew how to dance, but didn't know how to say it and not seem rude or anything.  

"H-how did you get so great at dancing all of a sudden?  No offense, but-"

I giggled.  "Rayne taught me.  I asked her to teach me, so that when you came back, I'd have a surprise.  However small that is, but hey - you noticed it!"  

He leaned down to kiss me.  "I sure did.  You were awesome."  

I smiled and he brushed some loose hairs from my face.  I was just about to reach up to kiss him back, when we both heard a growling, "Hey, YOU!"  

I pulled away from Flynn, slightly embarrassed, to look to see who it was.  

And, gee.  I never would have guessed...

HB.  She came right up into my face and said, "So, are you happy now?"

I didn't answer her directly.  I was slightly amazed that it had taken her till now to confront me.  "It took you this long to find out they were gone?!"  I asked, mystified.  

"Don't you change the subject!  I want them back, now!"  She tapped her foot impatiently.  

"Sorry...we legally adopted them from Tangled Fan. She took them after she heard that you were leaving them alone on the top of that huge shelf-  and after she realized you lied to her.  And she caught them when they fell off the shelf, because you weren't there to watch them!"  I said, trying to keep my temper, but it was growing hard to.  

"I'm single again, because of it!"

"Well, that's a shame that your boyfriend didn't stick with you during all this, but it is not my fault that your boyfriend thinks that way."  I said.  Wow, Barbies must be a LOT different in mentality and everything, than Disney dolls...

Suddenly, she realized what would make me snap.  She knew she wasn't getting the babies back.  

"Oh, hey!"  She suddenly turned sugary-sweet and looked at Flynn.  "Where have you been?  I haven't seen you around in a few weeks and thought maybe you'd smartened up and left that ugly thing you call your wife."  

I gasped and took a huge step towards HB.  She was surprised, because she backed off a step and her perfectly-made-up face looked mystified.  Flynn grabbed at my wrist, but I slipped away from him.  

"Don't you dare even look at him.  He is my husband, he is faithful, and he always will be.  He would never do such a thing to me, and I am quite maddened that you act as if he WOULD! Also, I do not want to see you near me, Flynn, or my children ever again.  You can do whatever you want, call me as many different kinds of ugly and stupid that you wish, but don't you DARE go near my family.  And if I catch you-"

I started to shake my finger at her and stride towards her, my temper finally snapping, but Flynn grabbed me around my waist and hauled me back away from her.  

"HB, you heard her.  Go back to your own side of the room.  And don't bother trying to make trouble again." 

"Fine, if you want to be stuck with that awful, makeupless, awfully-haired thing..." she gave me a sly look as she probably wondered if I would yank away from my husband to start a fight - "fine."  

She turned and walked away, as if nothing had ever even happened.  I looked up at Flynn and saw such an angry, shocked face, that I hoped I never saw it again.  

He looked down at me as if he'd suddenly broken out of a trance or something, and offered up a small smile.  "Hopefully, we've seen the last of miss HB."  

I nodded.  "That's for sure."  

He plopped down and held an arm out from his side.  I sat down and put an arm around his waist, and he grinned at me.  

"So...what do we talk about now..." I mused, rolling a questioning eye up at him. 

"I'm personally just so amazed at how much we've changed in the past month and a half.  We'd been deboxed.  You hurt your arm and had to have surgery on it.  I goofed up our proposal several times over.  You came back and we decided to get married on the 4th of July...just a couple weeks after we'd gotten deboxed.  Then we ended up fostering four kids. We had all of them taken away, and have most of them back with us again.  You've endured so much, and you've had to take care of me when I have migraines.  I had to go away for two weeks - and one day - to get my migraines taken care of.  And what else are we going to do now?"  

"Hopefully, things will wind down and we'll be able to enjoy life, instead of something happening CONSTANTLY!"  I chuckled.  

"I could live with that, for awhile," he pulled me close and kissed my hair.  

Still, something was bothering me.  I know I shouldn't let HB into my head, but that's what happened.  I still wished that I was prettier, as in Barbie prettier, anyway.  For Flynn, anyway.  

I looked away absentmindedly, thinking about that.  I couldn't even really do anything cute with my hair - just a braid or loose.  The only time I'd ever worn a different dress was when we'd gotten married!  

"Hey," he said tenderly.  "I know that look."  He cupped my chin in his hand and gently brought me around to face him.  "What?  HB?"

Sighing, I shrugged.  "Just me being...me."

"Spill it.  I like hearing you being you.  Unless you're bothered about your appearance.  That makes me sad, because you're beautiful."

I stayed silent, and he studied my face.  He leaned down to bump his forehead with mine, and started to talk.  "Babe, don't let her get into your head.  She's just mean and attention-seeking.  What do I tell you every morning?"

I knew the answer, but I just said, "Good morning?"

He chuckled.  "Good morning, and I usually try to remind you how pretty you are, and how lucky I am to have you as my wife.  You need to keep in mind that I really do mean it, and I'm not just saying it to say it!  Why would I tell you "Oh gee you're the most wonderful, pretty, sweet, awesome doll on earth" just because I felt like saying those adjectives?"  

I laughed and he kissed the tip of my nose.  "I suppose you have a point.  Thanks.  And I am not awesome." 

"Says you."

"Yeah, says me.  I'm pretty sure my friends will back me up."

"No.  They're on MY side!" he said, pretending to be bratty.  

All worries about my appearance forgotten - or at least, temporarily ;) - I gave him a shove and giggled when he pantomimed falling over.  I started laughing when he randomly tickled my sides when I was least expecting it, and then I got a bad case of the giggles.  

Suddenly, he said, "What's that sound?"

"Oh, no, I'm not falling for-" I laughed.  

"No, really!"  

Then the door opened and Tangled Fan came bustling in with the vacuum.  I was still giggling, and must've been taking too long to get out of the way, because Flynn rolled his eyes in fake exasperation, picked me up, and made a run for the lowest shelf on the bookshelf.  

Once we were in there and he'd set me down, I gave him a sideways look.  He gave me a sideways look back, trying to be stone-faced (although I could see that grin sneaking up on his lips!) and I started to laugh again, elbowing him, and he joined in on the chuckle.  

Eventually, my giggles subsided, and I laid my head on his shoulder.  "You're...I don't know.  Awesome?  Great?  Grand?..." 

"How about, 'I love you'.  That basically covers all bases," he winked at me and I laughed again.  

"Okay.  I love you."  I said with a grin, and he matched it with a grin of his own.

  

Finally, Tangled Fan left, and we came out of 'hiding'.  We decided to meander over to the window.  

I ran one hand on my braid, which was getting really messy, and stood beside Flynn as we looked out the window.  It was pretty nice outside!  I was glad.  It matched the cheeriness inside! (:  

"I need to brush this out, or rebraid it or something.." I muttered to myself, and Flynn glanced over at me.  

"It looks fine.  What'd I tell you, like, a half an hour ago?"

"Yeah, yeah.  But it still needs brushed."  I smiled.  

We both laid down on the windowsill and watched the outdoors from there. And, unlike our 'honeymoon', we actually watched the outdoors, instead of staring at each other like two crazed/twitterpated/whatever dolls!  

We discussed lots of things, including blog ideas for a 'month in review' where we'll read one anothers' posts, and then create a post with our own thoughts.  I don't know, it's kind of hard to explain.  Anyone think that's a good idea?  I think it would be fun, but maybe I just want a reason to go back thru and read all my hubby's posts ;)  

After awhile, we finally decided to go back to the bookshelf.  

When we got back, the babies were asleep.  Jase raced over and hugged us both.  

I took Hallie from Rayne, and Flynn sat with Jase, listening to her ecstatic monologue about all the new games she couldn't wait to teach him.  

I giggled at the thought of my big-handed, tall husband playing teaparty with little Jase, but I knew he'd do it if she wanted him to do it.  He did all in his power to make that little girl smile!  As a matter of fact, he did all in his power to make ME smile, too.  I caught him grinning at me, and I smiled back.  Rayne caught this exchange and I finally recognized the quick shadow crossing her features.  I felt terrible!  I wished there was some way to find her Eugene.  But that's, what?  Probably millions of Eugenes?  The odds of that is, well...astronomical.  :(  I wandered over to her and gave her a one-armed hug.  

"I'm sorry."  I whispered.  

"No, no no.  It's fine!  I told you to enjoy that hubby of yours, and I expect you to.  Don't let me get in the way.  I've just..been thinking a lot about him."  she whispered.  

"You have no outlet for that stress, either.." I trailed off, an idea forming in my mind.  "Make your own blog!  Or use mine."  

"No way."  She laughed.  "Me writing a blog would be like Merida falling in love with someone!  She's about as close to her movie character as I've ever seen a doll be.  And it would be so horribly boring.  'Oh, I babysat Allie today, because Merida went shooting.  Talk to you all later!'  And I'm not a great writer."  

"Stranger things have happened." I glanced around.  "And why don't you get out more?  We could introduce you to the 18 inchers, and if I could ever find Maximus again - I think Tangled Fan set him somewhere under a pile of junk - we could teach you to ride, and you could learn to shoot the bow and arrow, and...and all sorts of things!  You never know."  

"Thank you for the offer.  I'll think on it awhile."  She smiled at me and added in a whisper, "Your husband looks like he needs saved before Jase has turned him into a man-erina."  

"..What?"  I said, totally confused.  

"Ballerina.  He's a guy, though, so I say a man-erina.  Although, I know there are male ballet dancers in the human world.  I just think it's more fitting for the doll world."  She explained, and I laughed.  

"See?  People would LOVE you blogging.  And it wouldn't have to just be you.  Merida and Blondie and you could share a blog?"  

"Like I said - I'll think on it.  If you could teach me how to set a blog up sometime, it would be cool.  But right now, go spend time with your guy."  

I flashed her a smile and went over to him.  He was sitting on the wicker chair with Jase, and so I started to sit on the Hallmark ornament box - Blondie had vacated it for once - but of course not.  

He snaked one arm out and wrapped it around my waist.  

"Wait up a sec...there's room here for you," I turned to see his playful grin.  

I rolled my eyes in exasperation.  "What if I want to sit on the box?"  

He quickly pulled me down onto his lap, so quickly that I squawked in surprise.  

"You can sit here for a couple minutes," he winked, and I elbowed him.  He pulled me in for a quick kiss.  

"Not in front of the kids."  I scolded him.  

"That's okay, Momma!  I know you like Daddy.  And that's what dolls do when they like someone, right?" She looked up at me inquisitively.  

"Umm...yeah, that's right," I tried to suppress the sudden burst of laughter threatening to slip from my lips. 

I pulled her up onto my lap beside Hallie for a quick hug, but she preferred to sit on Flynn's lap, so she quickly scooted back down to him.  She was such a Daddy's girl!  My heart squeezed when I saw Flynn gaze down adoringly at her, and I couldn't help the huge smile spreading on my face.  She was a Daddy's girl, and he was wrapped around her tiny little finger.  Undoubtedly!  I stared down at Hallie and enjoyed the peaceful expression her sleeping face had.  Flynn gave my shoulders a squeeze and kissed my hair, and I looked up at him, also enjoying being able to see those chocolatey brown eyes again!  Okay, I'm getting mushy.  I'll stop now :D

Flynn here - I am BACK!

Hey everyone! Haven't heard or seen anything from me in a long time, have you?  Well, I am back and supposedly cured of migraines.  I have no idea why but that's what Tangled Fan said.  Hey, as long as I really am, I won't question it!

Sunday evening, around six or so, Tangled Fan came down to the 'craft room'.  I jumped up hopefully.
"You're going back!"  she said with a singsong voice, and I could hardly contain my excitement.  I couldn't wait to see my wife and the girls!  Even Merida, Blondie, and Rayne!
She was in a hurry, though, so she just tossed me on her bed and left me to my own devices.

From the bed, I looked up when I heard a familiar giggle.  I peered across the room to see what appeared to be Merida and my wife fooling around, whilst Rayne documented it all with Tangled Fan's cell phone.  She - Rapunzel - took Merida's shooting equipment and started to pose.  Merida, behind her back, made a funny faux-exasperated expression, and the whole scene made me chuckle.  I couldn't wait any longer, so I started to make my way to the shelf.
I climbed up, and I ended up being kind of out of Rapunzel's sight, being that she was turned in a weird way for the next picture.
Jase saw me though.
Her whole face lit up and she immediately slid down off of Blondie's lap, exclaiming, "Daddy!!"
Since my wife STILL didn't realize what was going on, I put my finger to my lips and then swept her up into a big hug.  She wrapped her little arms around my neck and kissed my cheek excitedly, whispering "I'm so glad you're back Daddy!" in my ear.  I grinned at her and she giggled before wriggling to get out of my arms so she could go back to what must have been a very important conversation with Blondie.  I stood and wondered how one should greet a spouse who had no clue you were back from a two week absence.  Finally, I chuckled as I considered teasing her.  When in doubt, tease.
 "Should I leave?  If you've got that bow and arrow out, I'm gonna leave, because you're just plain dangerous with that thing."
The bow dropped to the floor.  She slowly turned to me with that deer-in-the-headlights-stare, for a few moments.  Her mouth gaped open, and I grinned at her.  I knew it wasn't sinking in for her - Tangled Fan probably hadn't told her I was coming back today.
She slowly took Merida's arm guard off, bent to pick up the bow, and she blinked about a hundred times.  She stood slowly, handed Merida her equipment back, and looked back at me.
She then grew wide-eyed once more, and an ear-to-ear smile brightened her whole face.  Her eyes started to tear up, and that's when she flung herself at me.
I stepped forward to catch her, swung her in a circle, and hugged her, chuckling the whole time.  Tears streamed down her cheeks.  She grabbed me into a fervent kiss that made me back up a step.  When she finally pulled away, I set her feet back down on the shelf.  Then I noticed everyone was clapping and beaming at us as if we'd just gotten married or something.  I felt a little awkward, but then I realized I didn't really care!
I bent down to give her a kiss.  After I pulled away, she sniffled.  Her tears were finally slowing, and she gazed up at me with a sweet smile, almost like she was mesmerized.
I grinned at her and wiped the tears from her rosy cheeks before sweeping some hair from her eyes and let my hand linger a moment on her cheek.  She hugged me so tight I wondered at how I could even breathe anymore.  My wife laid her head on my shoulder and I stroked her silky hair a few times before gathering her up into a tight hug and laying my head on top of hers.
After awhile, she pulled away from me.  I took her hands and held her out at arm's length.
"Still stunning as always!" I teased her with a wink and she giggled.
"You're handsome as always, too, good sir!" She joked back and returned a very over-exaggerated wink.
I pulled her in close to me again for a few minutes, before she asked if I would tell them all my 'big story'.  What big story?  I was just locked up down in the craft room in the basement for awhile, getting my sleep patterns tracked and modified. Woohooo, big adventure there; not.  But hey, if the girl wanted me to talk about it, if it pleased her, I'd do it.  I pulled away from her tight grip and bent to give her a quick kiss on the nose before I took one of her hands loosely in mine.
I led her over to the wicker chair and sat, patting my lap with a grin.  Surprisingly, she silently sat down, with no disagreeing.  Had she seriously missed me THAT much?!  Regardless.  I loosely wrapped an arm around her, and, realizing that all faces were turned to me, I chuckled and gave my speech.
Long story short; somehow I'm cured from migraines, as long as I get 7-8 hours of sleep, I don't get a migraine; but if I get less than that for a time of two or three nights in a row, I'll get a migraine, guaranteed.  It was really boring down there with literally no in and out traffic, and the only time anything got even a bit exciting was when I tried to escape to go back up here to visit with my girls.  Which had failed, of course.
During all of this, Rapunzel just simply had a very pleased, adorable smile on her face.
After all of that, the chatter commenced.
"So, you failed on your prison break, eh?  In your movie, you had a gang of Snuggly Duckling thugs that broke you out.  Of course, then ya kind of got stabbed by Gothel, but it was all okay in the end..." Merida said.
"Yes.  I fail at prison breaks.  Obviously!"  I joked.
Blondie handed over both of the girls.  Rapunzel took Hallie, and Jase sat on what was left of my lap.
A mischievous expression lit Merida's face again.  "Maybe...Tangled Fan is Mother Gothel!  She keeps us all prisoners, after all!  Well, Rapunzel, guess ye didn't get away from 'er after all!"  She joked, referring to the movie.
"Oh, stop," Rayne laughed.  "She isn't Gothel."
"How do ye know?"
Rayne started to respond, stopped when she couldn't think of anything to say, and shrugged.  We all laughed.
Jase piped up.  "I'm so glad you're back, Daddy.  I love you!"
"Love you too, sweetie," I said, my heart swelling.  I didn't think, at that moment, that my heart could be any more full!
"Were you scared?  I would have been scared down there." Jase asked innocently.
I started to shake my head, but then I caught myself.  No use lying to my own daughter - I had been terrified down there, afraid I'd never get back to my family if sleep deprivation wasn't the problem.
"I was scared, a little bit."
Rapunzel stared at me, mystified.
"Of what?  Were there monsters down there?" She blinked her green eyes - Jase said this, not Rapunzel.
"I..well, I guess I was afraid that something would happen and I'd not be able to come back.  Your daddy's a worrywart like that."  I said lightly.
"Well, I think you're very brave!"  She said, cuddling up against me.
Rapunzel and I both chuckled quietly.
"So how did the babies sleep?"  I asked my wife.
"They were up and down, as usual...some nights they'd sleep all night, and others they wouldn't."  She said, looking down at Hallie, who was squirmy.  
"And hello to you, baby girl.  I didn't get to see you yet, you were sleeping when I came in!"  I said, making a goofy face at Hallie and grinning when she grinned at me.
Rapunzel smiled, too, but then she announced that we all ought to get to bed.
Merida agreed.  So then we got to work trying to get the babies to go to sleep.  After awhile, their eyes finally closed, and we laid them down on the chair.  Jase was completely and utterly tired.  She muttered 'good night' to both me and Rapunzel, and I took her into my arms to lay her beside the babies.  She was asleep within seconds.
The others all dispersed to their sleeping spots of choice, and Rapunzel and I headed over to behind the chair.  I could hear Merida sawing logs like nobody's business, and held back a laugh.
When we got back to our destination, I sat down up against the wall and looked up at my wife as she worked her way back.  I knew she'd reinforce the 7-to-8-hours-of-sleep rule, but I still wanted to talk with her.
"Why such an early bedtime?" I asked, speaking quietly so as to not wake anyone up.
She slid down to sit down.  "We were up at 5 with the babies, and up through the night with them, too.  It was too hot for anyone to sleep last night, anyway."
I made an agreeing kind of noise and she nodded.  I held my arm out from my side and raised my eyebrows at her, silently inviting her to come closer.  She quickly accepted with a grin, and curling up beside me.  Soon, though, she looked up at me and sighed.  "You should get to bed, too."
I protested.  "I could go to bed at midnight and still get back up at seven, and not risk a migraine!"
She started to protest MY protest, and trailed off.
"Why don't you tell me how everything went while I was gone?" I asked, trying to swerve away from the topic of sleep.
She shook her head and told me to go to sleep.  I shook MY head, and decided to tease her.
"I could tickle it out of you..."-When she started to squirm away from me, I tightened my arm around her so she couldn't-"Or get you up at - let's see - four in the morning?  That would be roughly seven hours of sleep."
"You.." she trailed off again, shaking her head.  "Fine."
"So...?"
"Everything went okay, I guess.  Nothing really major.  I did try to follow Tangled Fan once, to see if I could find you, but she caught me and took me right back up to the shelf.  Jase was exceptionally good.  I was expecting her to be really upset, but she was pretty okay.  And the babies were restless sometimes, like I said earlier.  Merida's leg hurt only once in that two weeks, which was great.  And...I guess that was basically it.  Boring, in other words!" She joked.
I smiled at her before resting my cheek on top of her head, giving her shoulders a squeeze.  I decided to tease her, expecting her to drive herself crazy trying to figure out how to make me tell her what we would do tomorrow.  "I'm planning on a full day tomorrow."
"Oh?" She asked, and her eyes clouded with confusion.
"Today was our one-month anniversary, and since we didn't get to celebrate, we'll do everything tomorrow."
Instead of harping at me about details, she just smiled and said she couldn't wait.
I considered teasing her with the classic "what have you done with my wife, the one who usually goes nuts in an attempt to figure out the details of the plans I've made?", because I was quite frankly surprised, as you probably would be as well.
But instead, I just took her chin and tilted her head up so I could give her a kiss. Then, I winked at her and asked her 'guess what'.
"What?" She said with a grin starting to play across her lips.
"Love you  - I love you big, flowery bunches."
She giggled quietly and shook her head at me.  "We're both hopeless, you know that?  And I love you too.  Big flowery bunches."
I chuckled at that, and gave her another squeeze as my heart squeezed too.
We talked quietly about whatever, and whispered what I guess would be called 'sweet-nothings' for awhile, and then I finally succumbed to her grumbles that I needed to go to sleep.  She leaned over so we could share a goodnight kiss, and then I snagged her hand and held it until we went to sleep.

He is baaaackkkk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So Sunday evening, we kind of all got bored sitting on the shelf.  Blondie was playing with Jase, and the babies were sleeping on the chair.
I spied Tangled Fan's cell phone on her bed, so I said, "Why don't we have our own photoshoot?  Of us just  being weird, instead of what Tangled Fan directs us to be like."
"I second it!" Merida jumped up.
Rayne laughed.  "You two can be weird.  I'll take the pictures."
I nodded and ran off for the bed.

When I got back, soon after I left, we got started.  Blondie didn't want to participate either, so she just continued her conversation with Jase.
We  fooled around more than striking good poses for pictures.

We did get this one in, though.  

And then we got the idea to take a picture of me pretending to shoot Merida's bow and arrow.  

THIS is the picture that came out of it.  It made me laugh.  Merida wasn't exactly supposed to do that - acting exasperated - but she did :P  

I was getting ready for another picture, which Rayne demanded, when I heard Jase say loudly, "Daddy!"  I thought she was just talking to Blondie about him, like she tended to do, so I didn't pay any attention to it.  Plus, I didn't see him from the corner of my eye.  I figured Rayne would yell at me if I made a photo blurry, so I didn't twitch.  

I heard Blondie begin to talk quietly to her again, so I figured it wasn't any big deal.  

I heard a low chuckle.  Flynn?  No.  Couldn't be.  I tried to refocus, assuming I was just thinking about him too much.  

"Should I leave again?  If you've got that bow and arrow out, I'm gonna leave, because you're just plain dangerous with that thing."  

It was Flynn.  It.  Was.  Flynn! I thought it was, anyway.  

The bow fell from my hands and I turned to give him a blank stare for a few moments.  My mouth dropped open, and he gave me that super awesomely cute grin.  ;)  

My heart thundered so hard I could practically feel it beating against my ribcage.  

I slowly took Merida's arm guard off of my arm and  bent to pick up  the bow, blinking.  I thought I was imagining it.  I honestly thought I was imagining it all.  

I stood up, handed Merida's equipment over to her, and looked back at where I thought I'd seen Flynn, hoping it wasn't me hallucinating or something.  He still stood there, and I grew wide-eyed.  A huge smile pulled at the corners of my lips.  Tears (Good ones, mind you! :P) pricked at my eyes.  

And then I threw myself at him from where I stood.  He stepped forward and caught me.  

He took me off my feet and swung me around in a quick circle, hugging me close and chuckling.  Tears were streaking down my cheeks.  I thrust myself towards him and gave him a kiss.  He went back a step and when I finally pulled away, he set me down on the shelf again. 

Merida, Blondie, and Rayne were all clapping.  

I glanced around, embarrassed for only a second.  I was too excited to not hug or kiss him!   

He bent and gave me a gentle kiss.  My heart thundered like nobody's business, and I finally succumbed to the feeling of excitement I'd been holding back. When he slowly parted his lips from mine, I sniffled and looked up at him with a smile, gazing at him, mesmerized.  

He grinned and wiped my cheeks, brushed the hair from my face, and then let his hand linger on my cheek.  A weird tingle went up my spine and I tightened my hug on him.  

I pressed my head against his shoulder and he stroked my hair a few seconds before he held me tight, and pressed his head against the top of mine.  

I finally managed to calm my heart.  I pulled away from him and he took my hands, stepping away a few steps to hold me at arm's length.  

"Still stunning as always!"  he winked at me, and I giggled, feeling quite giddy.  

"You're handsome as always, too, good sir!" I returned his wink and then he pulled me close again.  

Even though I could have stayed like that forever, I said, "Why don't you tell us all  your big story?  I'm sure you have one."  

He pulled away from my hug and swooped down to give me a quick peck on the nose before taking one of my hands.  

He pulled me over to the chair - when had the babies awakened?  I looked around to see Merida sitting with Allie, and Hallie was with Blondie.  

He sat down and patted his lap with THAT grin on his face. For once, I didn't refuse his silent offer.  

He slung an arm loosely around me and realized we were ALL watching him.  

With a chuckle, he began his story.  "Well, first off:  I am supposedly cured of migraines.  I can't really understand why, but that's what Tangled Fan said.  As long as I get around 7 or 8 hours of sleep, I'm good.  If I get any less than that, for a period of more than two or three nights in a row, I will get a migraine eventually.  Every time, guaranteed.  Tangled Fan told me she would bring back a small jar of that paste stuff for you, Rapunzel, so that if I ever do get migraines again, you can just plaster some on my face. 

"It was so boring down there.  She put me in what she called the 'craft room'. No kidding there wasn't any coming and going, except for Tangled Fan, so she could record stuff.  Once I did try to escape, but she caught me trying to climb and get the doorknob, and asked me what I preferred - getting better, possibly, or seeing Rapunzel and the kids until she caught me.  I don't see what a few minutes' visit would've done to the 'stress free sleep study', but whatever.  

The important part is that I'm back now!"

During this whole monologue, I couldn't stop smiling, and he kept tossing loving glances my way.  

The whole group of us chatted amongst one another for awhile.  Blondie handed both of the girls over to us and we held them and talked quietly with one another about the girls.  

After awhile, I happened to glance at the alarm clock across the room and noticed it was 8 PM.  Everyone looked tired - we'd gotten up impossibly early this morning, after all.  And Flynn needed to rest up.  

"Well...I guess we ought to go to bed."  I sighed and glanced at Flynn again.  

"True, my friend...quite true."  Merida said, stifling a yawn.  

We got to work putting the babies to sleep, and when they were out, we set them down on the chair.  Jase was soooo sleepy, I don't think her eyes would stay open.  She muttered a good night to us, and then Flynn gently laid her down beside the babies.  

Blondie, Merida, and Rayne all went to their normal sleep spots, and Flynn and I retreated to behind the chair.  I could hear Merida snoring within minutes.  Quite loudly, I might add! :P  

When we got back behind the chair, Flynn sat instead of laying down. 

"Why such an early bedtime?" he asked quietly.  

I slid down by him.  "We were up at 4 with the babies, and up through the night with them, too.  It was too hot for anyone to sleep last night, anyway."  

"Ahh," he said.  I nodded, and he slung his arm out and silently offered me a spot beside him, which I quickly accepted, of course :D  I curled up beside him, putting my head on his chest and resting my hand on his chest.  Sighing reluctantly, I looked up at him.  

"You should get to bed, too."  

"I only need seven or eight hours of sleep.  I could go to bed at midnight and be back up at seven and not risk a migraine!"  he protested quietly.  

"But..." I trailed off.  

"Why don't you tell me how everything went while I was gone?"  

I shook my head.  "Go to sleep."  

He shook his head, and I caught an impish look in his eye.  "I could tickle it out of you..." when I started to jump up to get away, he tightened his arm around me.  "Or get you up at...let's see...four in the morning?  That would be roughly seven to eight hours of sleep." 

"You..." I trailed off, shaking my head.  "Fine."  

He loosened his grip until his arm was gently around me.  "So...?"

"Everything went okay, I guess.  Nothing really major.  I did try to follow Tangled Fan once, to see if I could find you, but she caught me and took me right back to the shelf.  Jase was exceptionally good...I was expecting her to be really upset, but she was pretty okay.  The babies were restless sometimes.  Merida's leg hurt only once.  Annd...I guess that was basically it.  Boring, in other words!"  I joked quietly. 

He smiled and rested his cheek on top of my head, giving my shoulders a squeeze.  "I'm planning on a full day tomorrow."  

"Oh?" I asked, kind of confused.   

"Today was our one-month anniversary, and since we didn't get to celebrate, we'll do everything tomorrow."  

"I can hardly wait," I smiled at him. 

He pulled my chin up to give me a wonderfully tender kiss.  When he pulled away, he winked at me. "Guess what?"

"What?"  I knew, but I played along.  

"Love you - I love you big, flowery bunches."  

I giggled quietly and shook my head.  "We're both hopeless, you know that?  And I love you too.  Big flowery bunches."  

After awhile, he finally laid down, and I did, too.  I reached over to give him one last kiss goodnight, and then he found my hand and held it loosely.  And we were both asleep within minutes.  

Still No News...And Soooo Tired...!

Last night was rough.  The babies were restless last night and cried a lot, so therefore, we were all up a lot through the night.  And then Jase got woken up plenty, so she was bound to be Miss Grouchy, naturally.  A five year old without a good night's sleep is never a good thing!  As far as that goes, ME without a good night's sleep and stressed over my hubby is never a good combination, either!
Tangled Fan's last show for this week was yesterday; she tossed her bins and bags of stuff in the bedroom and then ran back out to do stuff.  She didn't come in to sleep until midnight, and I didn't get a chance to corner her and talk to her, because as soon as she went in the room, she collapsed on her bed and went to sleep :(
Anyway...I'm really hoping, really, really, REALLY hoping he's okay!  Only a couple more weeks until his maximum time is over, but I'm praying he's cleared to come back before then!

I just thought I'd pop in for a few seconds to type this...you never know.  The next post might just be from my hubby himself!  I can hardly type straight right now, because I'm so tired, so I suppose I'll leave you all with this till next time...Sorry there wasn't any exciting news!  I really WISH there would be some exciting news.  Preferably the news that my hubby is back and migraine free...!