A Day In The Life Of The Numy's

I have the best husband and the best dog...ever. Matt is learning how to make some really cool meals and Riley has been my little helper lately. Matt made some awesome subs yesterday (he even broiled the in the oven for a few minutes) and today he made us Cesar salad with grilled chicken...all by himself! He even cut up a french loaf we had and made an olive oil dipping sauce. ANNNNNDD...he planned out the grocery list this week and saved us a ton of money! He is amazing at reading the ads and figuring out the best deals. What would take me 2 days to do, he can do in 30 minutes. What a guy!
*Note--this next story is not for those with weak stomachs*
Riley has been very helpful too. Numy threw up all over some of my clothes yesterday (thanks Nums) that were on my closet floor. I meant to clean it up but was so busy that I forgot. Well we got home from an awesome night at church and I walked into my closet to clean up the mess and POOF, it was gone! I found Matt and told him thank you for cleaning it up and he had no idea what I was talking about...he hadn't cleaned it up. Ugh, I knew immediately who had cleaned the mess...Mr. Riley James. To give him credit, he did a fantastic job :)
I am realizing that age really doesn't mean too much once you hit 25. I've struggled with my last few birthdays only b/c I was not quite where I wanted to be in life when that special day rolled around. Well now, I can't even remember how old I am. And I'm not the only one, my husband is even worse than I am! While writing this post, he asked me how old he was. When did we stop keeping track? And why? Is it b/c we are ashamed of our age? There is nothing to be ashamed of in my opinion. Age brings memories, and I have some awesome memories!