Trip to Nashville

Some of our dear friends from Utah are in Alabama for a few weeks and we decided since we were only 7hrs away (ONLY 7 hours, ha,ha) we should meet in Nashville for the weekend. We shared a suite with a room for each family and a small kitchen and living room so we could put the kiddos to bed and stay up late chatting and catching-up. It was perfect.

Before I show you pictures of Nashville I have to take a short trip down memory lane and show you some hiking adventures we've had with Steph and Mike.

Something you may not know about Trev and I is we LOVE to go on high adventure hikes. Steph and Mike are always up for adventures so we all headed down to southern Utah (a few times) and hiked "the subway" and "the blackbox". Both hikes take about 8-12 hrs each and require repelling, climbing, and swimming (some years the water is above you head!). There is nothing like almost dying together to really strengthen your friendship. ;)

Okay, enough of that, here are some pictures of Opryland Hotel. This was my favorite part of our Nashville trip, it was so lush and just absolutely beautiful!

Love to capture these moments; there isn't near enough of them lately... lil' stinkers.

We loved lunch at the Rainforest Cafe where we were surrounded by birds, apes, hippos, and butterflies. There were even thunderstorms!

This is the first time in a LONG time that all of the kids were great at a restaurant. Loved it!

I know these next pic are pretty grainy but I have to document this part of our trip. We saw a walking bridge from the freeway and we wanted to find it. We guessed on the GPS map where it was and the GPS then took us on a wild goose chase where we finally ended up at a small airport... not the bridge.

It was late so we decided to just get out and enjoy our quickly-melting ice cream at the little airport and then the kids noticed fireflies everywhere. They were in heaven and I was so glad we got "lost".

It is my girls favorite memory of the trip.

(ps Mike is not bald, like I said these are dark/ grainy pictures... sorry Mike) ;0

Some more melting ice cream at the Parthenon Park.

Why is there a replica of the Parthenon in Nashville, Tennessee you ask?? Good question!
All the kiddos, who got along great together. Mike and Steph's cute family.Our cute family. ;)

The whole gang

On the way home Trev and I talked about how blessed we are to have such great people in our lives like Stephanie and Mike.

Thanks for the memories guys!

thoughts on motherhood

I shared in a few posts back the feelings of inadequacy and humility I sometimes experience as a mother. As I have prayed answers have come.

Today I read this and it brought me comfort.

"You are doing God's work. You are doing it wonderfully well.
He is blessing you, even- no, especially- when your days and your nights may be
the most challenging. Like the woman who anonymously, meekly, perhaps even
with hesitation and some embarrassment, fought her way through the crowd just to
touch the hem of the Master's garment, so Christ will say to the women who worry
and wonder and weep over their responsibility as mothers, 'Daughter, be of good
comfort; thy faith hath made thee whole.' And it will make your children
whole as well."
Elder Jeffrey R. Holland

I think I am often prideful in thinking that I should be able to do this on my own... I should have all the answers... after all, they are my children.

Sometimes I think we can be so hard on ourselves and even on each other and because we set this perfect standard we might feel some " hesitation and some embarrassment" asking for help but I love how the woman "fought her way through the crowd" to get to the Saviour. She was determined, she had faith, and the most amazing part to me is that the Lord felt she was worth saving. When she wasn't enough on her own she went to Him and He made her whole.

He sits- and we are so proud

Okay, sometimes he still falls over but this morning he sat all by himself for several minutes. Yep, he's a smarty!

Huber Farms

Trevor had Saturday off so we headed up to Huber Farms in Indiana.

There are so many fun things to do there.

There are a lot of animals to pet and feed.

Then there are a few animals that you just stare at because they are kinda freaky looking.

They have some crazy slides.

And, they have some geese that don't understand what "personal space" is....

there's that freaky duck/chicken again... weird

They also have lots of strawberries to pick. I was so bummed because my camera battery died before we got to the strawberry patch so we didn't get any pictures of that but all in all we had a great day at Huber Farms!

Trying to find my balance

Having four kids has changed everything.
It's not Davis' fault. He is a little angel boy and such a blessing but there is something about 4 busy, silly, whiny, crazy, messy, crying, laughing, screaming kids that has thrown me off completely.


I have asked myself HOW? How can I possibly be a good mom to these four dramatically different children??? Each one of them needs time, attention, hugs, kisses, discipline, food, water, shelter, clothing, baths, clean sheets (does washing their sheets a few times a year count?), Dr. appointments, tooth brushing, ear cleaning, fingernail clipping... I'm mean the hygiene alone is killing me and we haven't even started on my house or laundry or food or my responsibility to teach them and "rear them in love and righteousness"!

I've had many a prayer sent heavenward asking for wisdom for a mother of four. Answers have come here and there. Mostly on long walks with my friend or talks with my husband or quiet moments which are rare to find but so much more appreciated...


And so I am dealing with loss of control (or perceived control anyway), a very messy house that is now impossible to keep clean for more than a few minutes, body changes from 4 pregnancies... Hello, discouragement, frustration with own inabilities... I just thought I would be better at this. Being a mom is hard... especially if you want to be a good mom.

Humility... I'm learning humility.
Learning humility is very humbling... and it makes me tired too.

PS Don't worry, I'm not really depressed... remember how I'm getting off "the blogging stage"? I just thought I would be honest about the challenges of life... maybe you can relate?.

Quotes from this week

Megan- "Nobody come by the bathroom. I'm going to the bathroom and I don't want anyone to come by the bathroom door because... I'm going to be talking to myself."

I was recently released from the YW and now I'm in the primary. Last week we were talking about recognizing Satan's influence and one of the boys raised their hand and said,
" Um, um, when I was at my aunt's house I looked out the window and something red went Zooooom by the window and I think it was Satan...... or the Easter Bunny."

And finally, a sweet moment.
After sending Megan to time out for the 2nd time in 15 minutes I hung my head in frustration and Hallie came up to me and hugged me and said, "I bet it's really hard to be a mom when your kids aren't listening." You said it sister.

I'm not meant for the stage

I haven't been good to update this blog like I used to.

I have to be honest, lately our blog feels more like a stage than a journal. I don't like that- so I've decided I need to use it more as a journal again (as it was intended) and sorry if you are bored or think it is too personal.

You can skip those posts if you want ;0.

I really want this blog to reflect our lives with ups and downs and the beauty and sometimes not-so-pretty reality that it is.

So here we go... again.

Roar

Stop whining already, it's not like your eyes are swelling shut.

On the way home from our FHE outing tonight there was A LOT of whining in the backseat. Hallie especially was whining and crying about her eyes itching which is not a new thing because she gets terrible allergies here in Kentucky but it can be SO FrUsTrAtInG when she won't let us do eye drops to help.

Anyway, we were telling the girls to stop whining and threatening them that they would be going to bed early tonight.

When we got home Trevor told them to go straight to bed and when I went upstairs and saw them I yelled for Trevor to come up...

Seriously, their eyes were swelling as I stood there talking to them. They looked in the mirror and Hallie started laughing SO hard (Megan didn't think it was so funny). I was quick to get them some allergy medicine, some eye drops, and cold compresses.

Poor girls.

My Mother's Day

Hallie gave me this poem for Mother's Day. At first I thought her teacher told everyone what to write but I found out today that she came up with it herself. So creative.
Merry days,
Outstanding weeks,
Terrific months,
Historical years,
Eternal life,
Red hot heart of love.

Davis at 5 months old

At his four month check-up 16lbs4oz and 24 inches.

He's grabbing for things now and putting everything in his mouth.

He doesn't love rice cereal.

His sleeping is inconsistent (sometimes 8 hrs, other times 2hrs, ugh)

You should see the rolls in his thighs...

I could just eat him up.

Hard to believe my little guy is already 5 months old.

He is just a joy.

Honestly, his smiles and coos just melt me.

I'd do anything for this little guy.

He was a "surprise" pregnancy but he has turned out to be such a pleasant little surprise.

I want your recipes

We are sharing fast and easy recipes on nanny goat today and I want your recipes!

I know you, I love you, I trust your taste so please share.

Stop on over and join in the fun!

Derby Hats

Tomorrow is the Kentucky Derby and that is a BIG deal around here

(this is Kentucky you know).

It's a lot of fun since everyone gets into the spirit of Derby.

Yesterday the kids came home with paintings of horses, new facts about horses, and even shiny metals around their necks from their "derby races" at school.

Megan made a beautiful Derby hat.

She is under there somewhere.

She thought Davis needed a Derby hat too so she made him this one:

He likes it.

Life: Currently Under Construction

Re-evaluating life lately.

I'm feeling overwhelmed and stressed out daily and I can't do it anymore so I am making some changes, drawing some lines, cutting things out, and building a stronger foundation.

Change is hard...

Missing you my friend

Crying was inevitable

My eyes are red and swollen and my nose is stuffy.

I just dropped my sister off at the airport. She extended her stay with us and she and her baby have been here for almost a month.

You'd think we would be sick of each other but it was just the opposite, having her here for so long made it so much harder to say good-bye.

How blessed I am to have a sister who is also my dearest friend (apart from Trev, luv ya honey ;)).

Melissa and I basically spent the last 3 weeks sitting around the house taking care of babies, crafting, cooking, nursing, and talking about life, about motherhood, about faith, about our families, about ... everything.

Melissa, I will treasure the memories of these past few weeks forever. I don't know what I'd do without you in my life... I just love you so much.

P.S. Jeff, you are my hero. Thanks for sharing your wonderful wife and sweet baby with us for such a long time. We enjoyed them more than you will ever know and I know you must have missed them dearly. :)

Family Visit

It was so fun to have my parents and sister with her new baby here for spring break.

(love this shot of Campbell man... he is trouble)
We had a great time at the zoo. The lorakeets are always the favorite.



Got to go to the GAP outlet center in Cinci and do a little shoppin... it's tradition.


Lot's of fun hanging out at home and playing with babies.


Lovin on my new niece, Miss Avery.

I took lots of pictures of our babies... isn't Avery a doll?! She is like half the size of Davis and she's a week older!

I'm so grateful for for such an amazing family.

Thanks for coming to visit us, we love you guys!

The Big day...s

What a great week we have had!

It all started Saturday when Hallie was baptized a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.

It was such a wonderful baptism.

Hallie looked like an angel in white and the spirit was so strong.

I was so thankful to be there to feel it and be reminded of the covenants I have made.

Sunday we blessed Davis. He is growing so fast.

Seriously, he brings me so much happiness.

My mom, dad, and my sister Melissa and her baby came from Utah to be here for the baptism and Davis's blessing, and even stayed for Hallie and Megan's spring break.

We had a lot of fun.

More posts soon.

Hallie's baptism

Hallie will be baptized into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints this Saturday, March 28th at 4:00pm in our ward building.

We would love to have any friends and family who can come to be there for this special day.

Hallie is 8

March 20, 2001, I was working my shift as a labor and delivery nurse when I went into labor with Hallie. I knew I had a problem when I was contracting more than my laboring patient was. I told the charge nurse that I needed to check myself into my own room and someone else was going to have to take care of my patients. Hallie was born at 10:10am weighing in at 6lbs 3 in and 18 inches tall. She changed our world.

2 months old

1 year

2 1/2 years

3 years

4 years

5 years
6 years

7 years

I'm not old enough to have and eight-year-old!

Hallie is a joy. She always wants to do the right thing (how lucky am I) and is so good with her younger sister and brothers. She is smart, athletic, a great friend, a hugger, she is a great example, I could go on and on. We are so grateful to have her in our family.

Happy Birthday Hallie Jean.

We LOVE you!

Chapter 7 - The end of the beginning:

Well, Kathryn said she wanted me to finish our love story. What does that mean? It doesn't just finish! I don't understand this stuff. I am not sure if this will be accepted as a true chapter, but I will try. Kathryn is getting her hair cut. I am a very cheap person. I have cut my own hair since I was 15 and I even cut Kathryn's once - she said I couldn't do it any more. It saves money. Doesn't that make sense?

Anyway, back to the story. While Kathryn is back home dating Mr. "M". I am at school. I tell you about me being cheap just so you will know how much I was in love. I drove a 3 speed work truck back and forth from her house to my school, sometimes 3 round trips in a weekend before Mr M. came home (My bishop told me to make sure I was going to my own ward - I used to be so obedient). I even bought a cell phone and would use all the minutes and then use my forwarding minutes to call Kathryn. I bought a long distance calling plan on top of that. This was true love.

I did tell her she could date this guy, I knew I had to, but I did not like it. It was not my personality to be so humble and patient. That is what I tried to do though. There was something about Kathryn that I couldn't let go. Sometimes I would struggle with being frustrated at her for dating Mr. M., even though it was only two weeks, it felt like a lot more. I was tempted to walk away - I guess so it wouldn't hurt.

I am not sure I have ever been attractive to anyone before, but it seemed like my unavailability, made me more attractive to at least one girl in my ward. And she let me know. I didn't quite understand it. Even though it is nice to have an admirer - that made it even worse because it made me wonder why Kathryn needed to date Mr. M - couldn't she just see whatever this other girl saw in me?

Needless to say, we made it through that time. Kathryn dumped "M". I use the word dump, but I think she was much kinder than that. Although I never wanted to admit it, when I met this guy later, I was surprised to find that he was a very good and kind person. When I told my dad this he said, "What did you expect from Kathryn?" That makes sense. If I think she is so wonderful, wouldn't her boyfriend from high school be a good person? But you have to understand, this was survival at the time. You don't have the mindset to want to hug your competition.

In the end, Kathryn chose me. This fact was enough to forget everything else. I was the luckiest person alive. And even though I resisted her needing to figure things out, I knew she needed to not be wondering in the back of her mind when I lost my hair and got fat - "why didn't I give Mr. M a chance?" She may still think that, but that's too bad. Here I am!

Kathryn and I are going on our tenth year of marriage. We have our struggles like any couple does, but I am so grateful to her. She is a great mom to our kids and a perfect friend to me. She helps me want to change and be better. She supports me when I need strength. I am so grateful we are married and sharing this crazy existence called life together.

So there you have it. The end.



Thanks for reading.

Happy Birthday Trevor

31 things I love about you...

1- You work hard so I can be a full-time mom

2- You make me laugh

3- You serve with your heart

4- You make me feel beautiful

5- You can fix ANYTHING

6- Your willing to fix EVERYTHING I need you to

7- You support my craft habits

8- You share your testimony

9- You love to play with the kids

10- You spoil me with cameras, printers, and even a new (to us) fancy yukon

11- You are smart about lots of things

12- You pick up after yourself (most of the time ;0)

13- You are nice to my friends

14- You are loyal and good to your friends

15- You are a wiz with the computer

16- You talk to me before making any big decisions

17- You're never sarcastic

18- You're hot ;)

19- You like to sit by me and hold my hand

20- You are bilingual

21- You brag about your kids

22- You are usually smiling

23- Your not afraid of being silly, even in public

24- You feel it is important to know peoples names

25- You like what I cook

26- You'll get up in the middle of the night with crying babies

27- You are humble

28- You bought me new carpet

29- You make breakfast

30- You love to check our blog

31- You are my husband and I get to spend eternity with you... I love you for that.

"Uh oh, binky broken"

I kept putting it off, with the new baby and then when Cam got so sick I couldn't take away his best friend but last week I had no more excuses and so I finally just did it.
I gathered all of the binkies and got rid of all but 2 of them which I cut off and laid out for Campbell to find. It didn't take long and he came to me with the binkies in hand and a concerned look on his face. "Binky broken?" he asked me over and over again.
Yep buddy, binky is broken.

Chapter 6: Off to the Y

(Ha,Ha, I liked Melissa's comment, I guess I did end up being "the player"... whoops.)


The summer ended too soon. Trevor headed down to BYU and I was busy in my last year of nursing school.

The day Trev left for Provo I was so very sad.
With all those pretty girls... schoolwork... girls with freshly baked cookies... classes... cute girls... I figured it was over. But surprisingly Trevor called me every single night and we talked for hours. He had only been in Provo for a few days when he called me and asked me to meet him in Salt Lake City. We walked around the mall and temple square. Trevor had always been clear about his intentions, one night he said to me "Kathryn, I love you. I'd ask you to marry me right now if I didn't think you'd say no."
Tonight we stood in front of the temple and Trevor kissed me and said, "I've decided on the Salt Lake Temple." He smiled and I smiled... I knew that I loved him.


The time was quickly approaching for M (the missionary) to come home. I was so nervous. I didn't know what to think anymore. I knew I loved Trevor but I also knew that for a long time I had loved M and even though it had been 2 years and those feelings were a bit foggy I felt strongly that I needed to spend some time with him just to be sure. I prayed and prayed and prayed.
I knew what I had to do and I knew that Trevor wasn't going to like it... so I prayed for help and the next day when Trevor picked me up for our date he turned to me and said, "I was talking to my dad last night about this whole situation and my dad said, 'It sounds like you know what you want but Kathryn doesn't know yet what is right for her. If you love her you will do whatever you can to help her make her choice." He then told me that if I needed some time to spend with just M to help me make my decision he would support me with that.

It was an answer to my prayers... that is what I needed to do and I knew it and now having Trevor's support meant everything to me.

Two weeks... I would date M and not see Trevor for 2 weeks.

So M got home and we dated. I told him about Trevor almost immediately (the day after he got home). You should have seen his face, it broke my heart. He was shocked and I think he felt betrayed. I felt terrible to drop all of this on him so quickly but I had to be truthful with him and my feeling for Trevor were very real.

We went out every night and it felt nice to have my friend back but if he tried to get close to me or show any affection I was very uncomfortable and a funny thing happened... around 9:30 or 10pm I became very tired (like couldn't keep my eyes opened tired) and felt like I needed to get home and get some sleep.
After M dropped me off I would walk in the house and unconsciously grab the phone on the way down to my room and dial Trevor's number... I would lay on my bed and Trevor and I would talk until 1 or 2 in the morning... every single night.
Hmmmmm

Cause to Celebrate

* Yesterday I packed up the nebulizer after two full months of breathing treatments... I hope to never have to unpack it again... ever.

* 3 nights in a row Davis has slept for 6-8hrs WAHOO! I feel like a new woman.

* Trevor is home today and is cleaning out the garage and finishing up the new room... and it wasn't even my idea. Good man.

* We have cable for the first time in my life and I am loving HGTV. Seriously, I want to be a carpenter when I grow up.

* Hallie is getting baptised this month and my parents and sister are coming out for like 10 days during their spring break... too fun!

* Spring is just around the corner which means long walks with my great friend... she is my therapy.

CAUSE TO CELEBRATE!

Chapter 5: giving "us" a chance

So, I was going to give "us" a chance.

I knew I cared about Trevor and I definitely felt he deserved a chance but, I had just recently (about 4 months previous) broken up with a guy I really cared about because he wanted to get married and I still felt too strongly about the missionary to marry someone else. We decided to part our ways, at least for the time being... It was so painful and I was worried that I was headed down the same path.

Meanwhile I was still writing the missionary (I'm getting really tired of typing "the missionary" so he will be henceforth reffed to as "M") and talking with his parents about the plans for his homecoming. I felt so guilty since I had grown to love his family and here I was kissing some other guy and then talking to them like I was just waiting for M to get home so we could resume our relationship. But... I couldn't help myself.

Trevor and I had so much fun together, he made me laugh so hard. I remember one night every time he saw a phone (any phone, anywhere) he would pick it up and pretend like he was talking to his mom. He would say something like "Mom, code red, come and get me, this is serious mom! 1040". I was laughing my head off, where does he come up with this stuff?

Trevor was headed off to BYU soon. He kept telling me that he would make the 1 1/2 hr drive (each way) often to see me and I knew he would... in the beginning... but I also knew that the ratio at BYU was 2 girls to every 1 guy and I had heard that 90% of those girls were "barracuda women". I was certain that all those girls would hypnotise Trev with their beauty and freshly baked cookies and that would be the end of it. Long distance relationships just don't work out.

Doesn't She Look Smart

Lot's of Bugs

It's been awhile since I've updated this blog and I know you are all dying to hear how the love story turns out ;)

But first an update on our family.

Holy cow, this has been the longest and sickest winter EVER!

Poor little Davis is not yet 3 months old and he has already experienced RSV, an ear infection, RSV AGAIN, and pneumonia!

Let me add that NO I have not been taking Davis to the local hospital to lick the floors, I haven't even taken him to church yet and we have been buying hand sanitizer by the gallon.

I haven't been able to leave the house for the last 2 months and I'm starting to go a little LoOnY. Luckily I've had my craft blog as an outlet and I've spent a lot of time on the phone.

It has been rough but it has also been a reminder of how blessed we are because usually we are so healthy and we just take that for granted. These are all just temporary illnesses (or at least they are supposed to be temporary!) I know it could be much worse.

February is almost over and March is just days away.

March will bring sunshine, warm breezes, and healthy babies... I pray.

A Giveaway

I'm doing a giveaway on our craft blog and I wanted to let all my friends and family know.

So if you are interested just come and take a look.

Nanny goat

Chapter 4: fireworks

So, it turns out I was wrong... there's a first time for everything people.
Trevor wasn't a player.

After the second date there was a third and a fourth date and at the end of each date we were trying to come up with reasons to see each other again. I couldn't figure out why such a great guy liked me so much, so quickly, but he did... and I liked him... a lot.

I had one problem though. I was going to marry "my missionary" remember?
Well, believe it or not this was still my plan even though I really liked Trevor. I had cared about this missionary guy for a really long time and all signs pointed to us getting married. Now I just had to break it to Trevor. This is where the story gets uncomfortable.

We had just gone on our fourth date (fireworks at Weber state) and it was another amazing night. On the way home we were talking and Trevor started telling me how much he cared about me then he said, "oh yeah, but isn't your missionary coming home next month?" I froze, how did he know? He started laughing and I realized he was just kidding. He didn't know... but when he saw my expression he stopped laughing and I said, "actually he will be home in 2 months."
Silence in the car... very awkward silence.
He finally said, "So you are telling me that you are waiting for a missionary?"
"ummmm" I knew I had to be honest so I explained as best I could the situation... I had a long history with this guy and had been writing him throughout his mission. He would be home very soon...
I felt sick inside. I knew that Trevor was hurt.
We talked about it the whole way home...
The conversation was heavy...
It was a long drive home.
When it was time to say good-bye Trevor hugged me tight for a long time and then out of no where he kissed me. Not a normal "first kiss" kind of kiss, more like a "I'm staking my claim" kind of kiss.
Then he hugged me again and whispered, "just give US a chance."
Still stunned by the kiss I managed an "okay".

Chapter 3: wipeout?

Okay, back to the story (even though Trev pretty much gave away the ending- (me shaking my head)).

So, I was bummed since it was confirmed that indeed Trevor was a player. I had a lot of fun with him on our first date. Oh well, I'm sure he has moved on to the next girl so I might as well move on too.

To my surprise the day after our date he called. We talked and he was so funny and genuine (I found out years later that he used to write a list of things to talk about on the phone with me so there wouldn't be any awkward silences... cute).

He asked me to go boating with his family and said, "basically I'm just trying to come up with an excuse to take you out again". He was so honest and it was so endearing... Maybe I was wrong about him.


Okay, meeting his WHOLE family (including grandparents and 2nd cousins-once-removed ;0) in my swimming suit no less was not my idea of a comfortable 2nd date but I was curious about this guy so I agreed.


We walked on the beach and chatted while we waited for the boat to come get us. The boat came and they had us jump on the tubes first. I had never been tubing before and I'm not a great swimmer so I was nervous. His dad was driving the boat and it was full of members of Trevor's family who were all watching me curiously as the boat picked up speed. He was going fast, really fast and then he started turning and swerving and things got crazy.


I was TERRIFIED. I remember my hands were griped so tightly on the handles of the tube that they stung and my heart was beating in hyper speed. I turned and looked at Trevor who was bouncing and smiling and I tried to smile and pretend like this was actually fun... I couldn't have been convincing... I'm a terrible actor. Everyone was still watching and smiling and giggling from the boat and the water was spraying in my face but I was trying not to choke and spit and I was too afraid to let go of one hand to wipe the hair out of my face. I just kept repeating to myself, -don't let go, hold on- and every once in awhile I would turn to Trevor and give him my fake "this is great fun" smile. Then all of the sudden I found myself skidding across the water without my tube drinking gallons of water. I had fallen off and now I was floating in the middle of the lake alone.

Coughing and gasping for air with water coming out of my nose (pretty) I tried to quickly pull myself together before the boat came back . I was so embarrassed because I didn't know that it was normal to fall off the tube (like I said, this was my first time).

Trevor was cute and jumped off his tube to help me.

To this day I hate tubing.


On the way home we played "the question game". It's a game where you ask each other questions... Brilliant! I asked him questions like, "What is your favorite color?". He asked me questions like, "What qualities are you looking for in a husband?" and "Where do you want to go on your honeymoon?" Hello?! (...blush...)

At one point in the night I looked over at him and he looked at me and... I don't know... we just had a "moment".

Then it was time to say goodnight. My journal reads, "I just really had a good time with him. He gave me a nice hug and we just kinda talked and held hands for a few minutes then I went inside with a smile on my face... I had a hard time sleeping that night... sigh."