It. Is. Over.

Well, the good doctor made it through his boards. After the hours and hours of studying he put in those last few days, on Wednesday night he chose to take a short break to watch a movie with the kiddos. (Because sometimes you just need a little Horton Hears a Who to take your mind off of the 9 hour long test that awaits you the next day...)

We so crazy.

I kissed Brett goodbye early yesterday morning. He left with plenty of time to stop for coffee and spend some time in the Word before the exam began at 8:00. It goes without saying that I was praying for him -- for confidence, for wisdom, for discernment, for recall, for peace -- virtually every moment of the day. I wasn't sure whether I'd receive a text during one of Brett's breaks; as it turns out, I didn't hear from him until he was walking away late that afternoon. The test had been brutal (really brutal), and had completely taken everything out of him, but he was DONE. 

Last night, the boys were excited to meet up for dinner to celebrate Daddy's huge accomplishment. Unfortunately, on our way to the restaurant, Mommy made a quick right turn to avoid a road closing, caught a curb, and ended up with this:

Boohiss.

Thank goodness my knight in shining armor was just minutes away; he was able to come to our rescue and put my spare tire on so the van was drivable again. After the long day he had had, I felt horrible that he had to deal with my mess, but of course he didn't even utter a complaint. 

Refusing to let the flat put a damper on things, we headed straight to get some yummy Mexican food at Across the Street. While munching on chips, salsa, and queso, I got the low-down on Brett's day. Hearing him talk about it made me even more impressed with not only his abilities, but also his attitiude. 

This bean-eating babe is super proud of Dr. Daddy, too!

As are his two strapping sons.

Our entire crew is happy, happy, happy that this exam is behind us. We still have to wait several weeks to find out the results, but I am confident that my man did better than he thinks he did. And now, we look forward to really celebrating -- by going on our very first family vacation! Can't. Wait.