As you can see from the above photos, yesterday was partially spent on the back of the 4 wheeler, getting pulled around the open fields of Nebraska on a sled. Of course, the pregnant one wasn't allowed to go and ran a 911 call instead, but the photos speak for themselves to the amount of fun that was had by everybody else.
We have played outside a lot this week, with the fresh fallen snow. The kids have their own shovels to help clear the walk ways and drive way, which provides hours of fun in the process. As far as I'm concerned, it can snow all the way through March. I love it. (However, when April hits, it's time for spring.)
Although I was feeling a bit more human last Monday, I wasn't quite as human as I'd hoped. Samson got a bath on Monday and I sat on the couch, getting up to do something for the kids only as necessary.
Tuesday, Eden went to preschool & Lars had therapy. I sat and watched.
Ash Wednesday, I ran an early morning call then came back to sit on the couch all morning, reading to the kids and pretending to nap. Lars was asleep before church began that evening so suffice it to say, we missed the ashes on the forehead this year.
Thursday, Eden had preschool again, came home to play in the snow and waited for the hoard of girls to arrive after school. After croaking my way through choir, I came home and went to bed.
By Friday, I was miserable with a sinus infection, ear almost infection and a most certain case of bronchitis. I'm pretty sure my family was miserable about it, too. Not getting supper provided all week is not my husband's idea of a happy marriage.
We had Lars IFSP meeting in the morning after speech, reviewing the goals set 6 months ago (many of which have been met) and setting new goals for the next 6 months. The biggest two goals for us between now and August are having Lars increase his vocab from 50 to about 300 words (normal for a 3 year old is 450) and also putting a verb with a noun. We'll see how that goes.
Friday after naps, we packed up the snowsuits and headed way out into the country to the Austin's house, where the kids were going to play while I had a prenatal appointment in SB. The snow was beautiful and they were ready to get on a sled.
For my efforts in getting better on my own, the doc smiled, then gave me some mediocre 'safe during pregnancy' antibiotics & other random drugs. After 2 days of it, I really DO feel a bit better.
Daddy spent Saturday working from home with the kids, along with some play time outside in the still falling snow, while I sat through an all day EMS training in SB. It was well worth the time, I just wish I'd felt better for it. Despite the rough roads, the attendance was over 100.
After another 6" of snow through the night and church on Sunday, the Bridgeport Ministerial Association held it's annual soup supper at the school to raise money for its organization to help the needy. Our church was in charge of it this year, so I helped with that as best I could, before coming home to take a 2 hour nap with both kids. That was the highlight of my day, I think.
Was hoping to get a lot done this Monday morning, but with Eden throwing up every 20 minutes since before dawn, I'm thinking about lessening my expectations of the day to come. In fact, this just might be the only thing that actually gets done!
Enjoy the snow!
1 comment:
Yes you can call it a service with 30 people!!! Matthew 18:20 For where two or three come together in my name, there am I with them." I love reading your updates. You are so organized to do this. Keep it up. Hope you are feeling better soon. Wish you were closer I would help ya!
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