Whether or not that is true, I don't know. I've only gone shooting once. It was a lot of fun, but I don't if that is happiness. I do know, however, that happiness is a cramped hand, and a delicious baby.
Today was Beth's big appointment. The appointment we have been anticipating since her birth. The one where we would find out if the red around her eye was hemangioma or not.
It isn't! That is happiness.
There is a small possibility that it could develop into it, but as of right now, she is healthy and happy. And her eyes are perfect! We go back in a few months to make sure nothing more has developed.
Shortly after getting home from the ophthalmologist office, Beth fell asleep on my chest and I didn't want to move for the rest of the day. She is so little and sweet and her hair is like down which tickles my chin as she snuggled in close. That is happiness.
Eventually, though, I had to give her to a grandparent so Jeffrey and I could go and sign our lives away.
And we did. It was painful. My hand began to cramp. So not fun. Except the part where it means we get our own place to live and grow. And that is happiness.
It was nice that my Realtor was a childhood friend. We grew up together. Literally. We lived across the street from each other our whole lives. And he married a good friend of mine from school. And his mom was at the signing, who I absolutely adore. She takes the realtor exam on Monday, so needed a little experience. I loved seeing her again! And my dad, who is our mortgage consultant was there, and the title lady worked with my dad since before I was born. It was like a cozy happy little family.
To celebrate, I took Jeffrey out to his favorite burger place. He is so frugal, spending a large amount of money always stresses him out. But pastrami burgers usually help that stress.
To him, that is happiness.
Its the little things.