A Continuation

Rylee's fever appears to have broken, but Jenna started one last night. She's pretty miserable today. So far, Asa has evaded that particular bug, but he was up throughout the night with tummy pains and trips to the bathroom. Aaaaahhhh...

However, we are doing fine.

We are watching movies, eating applesauce and bananas, and staying in our jammies all day.

And, some are even building castles and reenacting major dramatic scenes.After this photo, Asa asked "what are you getting?" I replied, "the cutest thing I see." He said, "That's me." (in a sorta shy, embarrassed way that had him swooning his head; hence the blurYes, my sweet boy. It's YOU!

No Blogging

Other things around here have been taking priority...rightfully so.

We have a newborn. Yeah, I know...I should add pictures. Soon. Soon.

But, Joel went out of town weekend before last. A friend came to hang out and help me. My two girls got a tummy bug and woke up middle of the night throwing up. One right after the other. We laid around Sunday and Monday and then they were fine by Tuesday.

Dad came home. Whew.

Rylee stayed home Thursday with more tummy troubles...just slightly different. Then, Asa woke up throwing up middle of the night Thu/Fri. He was home sick on Friday. We managed to get better by Saturday evening and enjoyed going to see "Tangled" in 3D at the Dollar Theater!

Sunday, Rylee woke up with a fever. ugh. Joel left yesterday to be at a conference all week. I took Rylee to the doctor and he confirmed she has the flu! (Yes, Jenna had the flu...starting the day we brought Jett home from the hospital. But, Ry and Asa never got it.) She's home from school for the second day and will be home tomorrow. I'm just hoping she's better by tomorrow so she can go to school Thursday. She's missed too much!

So, unless you want pictures of us laying around in our jammies and kids with that "sick look" on their face, you'll just have to wait for good posts.

This is the life!!!

Empathy...a Great Blessing

I would like to think I am empathetic.

Actually, I've been blessed several times by a friend who told me how much my empathy blessed her. I can remember two distinct times: once a friend was telling me about a heartache with her soon-to-be husband and another time a friend was talking about her ailing mother. Both times, I could only sit with my friend and cry. I wanted words of wisdom to share, but they evaded me. Instead, I just cried.

Maybe that's why I like this post by Molly Piper so much. If you don't know Molly's story, take a moment when you get to her blog to read about the heartache she's been through. Then, read her recent post on Imagining. I think you'll be blessed!