Busted.

Busted window. We had family over today, and between the boys being naughty, Matthew decided what it would be like to throw a hard ball through his bedroom window! GOSH! Talk about seeing red on my part. How do you mentally prepare to go in and see a shattered window? And it isn't like you can just run to Lowe's and get a new one. Nope. Has to be special ordered and made. I don't get it. Matthew didn't seem to get what the big deal was until it was bedtime and then he started to get scared about the bad guys coming into the house. We had decided to switch windows with one of the living room windows (since lucky for us, it only went through the first pane, and not both) that way he could be all secure for the night, and now we are boarding up the living room window. I still probably won't sleep until we have the new window in the house, but at least Matthew will be safe and secure. Nothing scares me more than having a broken window in the house. Gives me the willies!

Mom was to have come over today, but one, wasn't feeling up to it, and two, Mike's mom came down with a head cold. Those two don't mix well, and aren't good for eachother, so we decided to nix it, and instead Mike's sister and our bil to be came over with Dylan and we had an early dinner and it was just nice to be able to be around eachother. We are really bonding with Ryan, our brother in law to be. He is such a funny guy, and it helps a lot with being able to take you mind off of the ever present sadness that creeps up a lot. It is the weirdest thing to be laughing, and not thinking about it, and then all of a sudden you start crying out of nowhere. Other times I think, "Okay, I think I have finally made a point to not cry so easily" and then you watch Avatar, and you see a parent die, and then you are all caught up in it again.

Oh and getting back to the window. I totally blame The Berenstein Bears on this one. I had just read him the blame game book where and sister break a window with a ball, and Papa bear just fixes it so easily. Nope. Life isn't fixed that easy. Not by a long shot.