It really is the little things

After a long day at work yesterday, I pick up Thing 1 and Thing 2 and head home to continue the attack on the house.  When I get home I find that Hubs had washed a couple loads of laundry, and he had cleaned the shower, including the rack that holds the shower stuff, such as soap, razors etc.  This was one less thing to do on my list.  It was awesome.  Then he proceeds to ask what I had planned for supper.  Well the plan was frozen pizza...much to his disliking.  He says we will go get something, and we will drive the jeep (which means an evening of riding with the top down and doors off, which is better than any AC could ever be).  So he wants me to decide what to eat, of course I could care less.  So we let Thing 1 and Thing 2 make the choice.  We end up at a local pizza place.  I, I of cours, call my mom and see if she wants to meet us there.  So we all sit down to supper together, the kids are talking non stop about dinosaurs (they are boys, its their thing) and other non extinct animals to the waitress, and anyone that will listen.  Hubs and my mom are playing with their cell phones and talking about downloading ringtones.  I was just sitting back watching.

It really is kind of awesome that my family sits down to a meal together almost every night.  It is even more awesome that my husband doesn't fuss when I say I am inviting his mother in law to join us for a lot of the stuff we do...they get along, and have a good relationship, which is a modern day miracle according to some people.

We finish eating, and head out to some of my in-laws house.  However we enjoy a nice ride through the country to get there.  The kids were looking for deer, and actually saw some.  It was just a good night.  We were out way to late, but the kids were playing with their youngest cousin, and the hubs and his middle brother were doing something maleish.  My sister in law and I enjoyed just hanging out in the living room watching the kids.

I am just in awe of how content you can be with nothing going on.  My Facebook status last night said "My heart is happy".  It is.  The little things that are often over looked are really what its all about.  My family enjoys spending time together, when we do, we are making memories.  It is the little things the kiddos will remember when they get older.  They will remember how mom and dad would take them on road trips and not tell them where we were going but surprise them.  The will remember how we used to make bondfires in the back yard just to roast hot dogs for supper.  They will remember the times that we just loaded up in the Jeep to ride with the top down and doors off, just because we could.  They will remember Sunday afternoons packingup and going fishing.  The things that seem minor now will be the big things down the road.

I love the little things that make my life what it is.