This morning I came downstairs to find two large, overstuffed garbage bags filled with clothing, toys and toothbrushes sitting at the front door. As children galloped down the stairs everyone announced day it was. The day we’ve all been anticipating for months! I found the two young culprits who packed their *bags* and we are going to have to re-pack.
I finally found my bassinet and after quite the struggle, put it together. Elijah, however, has claimed it as his own…as he has the swing, the carseat, her crib, etc. This is not going to be pretty.
Paul is still working 70-80 hours weeks with a mid-July end in sight. I….can’t….wait. It was my goal not to complain once going into this and so far, the Lord has sent off warning whistles on several occasions and thanks be to Him, I can say I have not complained yet. I only say yet, because I still don’t trust myself! Now he’ll read this and say I’m complaining, good grief, lol.
The boys rose early this morning and went with Mr. W to help some church friends butcher their first ever set of broilers.
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