We have been sick.
First, Rebecca had a cold and pinkeye. Then, on the day we tentatively ventured out in the car, Jackson said, "Mom...you know how sometimes people have tastes in their mouths that are disgusting?"
And then he threw up all over the car...the baby carrier...the diaper bag...my back and arm...
But not the fabric! Whoo hoo.
And then I got sick. And then Beau got sick. And darn it if that man is not still sick. I have never seen him stay on the couch this long, not in my ten years of being with him. Thankfully, mine only lasted about 24 hours.
But there are happy things happening around here, too. We got a present! A friend gave us her granddaughters' old Barbie Power Wheels, in perfect shape! It has kept us busy for many a lazy hour at home this week, in between sicknesses.
I got to sew. Luke 10-15 and my sewing machine have kept me from going a little batty over the past few days. This is a baby gift for a friend. She said she wears a lot of denim. Of course, Strawberry Patches had exactly what I was looking for. I kind of wanted to keep this one.
Paul, dear Paul, chewed up three dog beds, two towels, a lawn chair, and pawed this sweet girl's face with his muddy feet. I thought about photo-documenting all of the amusing damage, but I was too tired.
I had leftover fabric scraps from the sling...and a pair of torn-up old camo pants, so Roman has a new hat!
Three months old yesterday. He started to smile on cue this past week. My heart gets full with each precious grin. I could spend hours with him laying on my knees, looking up at me and giggling. It never gets old. Each new baby brings a new appreciation for all things Little and Cute.
"He tends His flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in His arms and carries them close to His heart; He gently leads those that have young." Isaiah 40:11
The song of my heart!