Hurst Family News

Two Thousand and Fourteen Let me start off by saying it's not all roses. There will be highlights and there will be carefully selected details displayed but it's not all amazing.  2014 was a really hard year for our family. For so many reasons. And now that 4 years has passed it's hard to remember all the details- but the overarching theme of the hellacious year remains strong in my memory.  Relationships are hard. We all come to them with our own ideas and issues and baggage that we think is important and precious so we can't possibly get rid of it. Sean and I were going through a rough patch in 2013-2014. There was a lack of trust on both sides. We said things. We reacted. We cried. A lot. We smiled. We kissed. We did counseling. A lot. Rinse and repeat ad Infinitum. It was really helpful. Our first marriage counselor was awful. We gave her a second chance, just in case it was our bias that was clouding our judgment. Nope. She was a fresh outta the box ...

"If it's not broken don't fix it? Is that what you said?"  "No.  Don't fix things that are broken," is what my clever oldest son said to me after the rush of adrenaline was over.   Just to keep it real I'll let you know that I'm thoroughly embarrassed for not thinking things through BEFORE I did it. And the fact that I might indeed need help in truly fixing it. I'm also soaking wet as I type this so I can't actually have the laptop ON my lap.   Plumbing. Not for the weak.  ...also not for those who don't think about where the water COMES from before removing things....oops.  So today I had the brilliant idea to give the boys haircuts.  After some phone Netflix bribing and promise of lots of bubbles in their bath the task was accomplished.  Outside so cleanup was minimal.  Just the kids.  I run their bath water with enough bubbles to make full Santa beards and hats and chest hair for both of them.  Us...