Not sure why I haven't posted in a while, especially since I've basically been homebound since I last wrote. As I mentioned, Thursday the twins came down with crazy kid virus and Saturday their fevers finally broke. Man, was that fun. So I kept them home on Sunday and Monday, while sending Maggie to Bible School with friends on Monday. This morning I wake up at 6:30 a.m. with Maggie staring at me with a goopy pink eye. Great. So we call the poor folks at church to tell them I won't be there again today to help like I planned, and Mag and I head to the doctor. When we get there I realize that she also has a fever. Fun. So we get some ointment for the cold in here eye, dose her up on Tylenol (thanks Johnson & Johnson), and tuck her in to eat ice cream and watch her 15th showing of "Camp Rock."
My church is starting this cool deal where you learn how to care for your kid spiritually at whatever stage they are in at the time. One of the things from the program that we do now with Maggie is share our "highs and lows" every day. Well, I must say that my high so far over the past few low days of sickness in the house has been reading a book called "Same Kind of Different As Me" by Ron Hall and Denver Moore. A friend sent it to us and it really is incredible. I know my sister in law, Leslie, blogged about it a while back and I'm quite sure that I am behind the times as far as this book is concerned. It's so good, though, that I had to post about it. I even emailed the big O (yeah, that's Oprah) and told her people they needed to get the authors on her show. Just an incredible account of two men from different worlds who come togther through amazing circumstances. I highly recommend it. It's moving, poignant, stirring and a quick read. I have a feeling it's one of those books that is going to stick with me. Get it, blogettes!
Something about being home for six straight days really zaps my creativity. You'd think it would be the opposite; that I might have time to think without the distractions of the "outside world." Ha. I am just not sure if my mind will ever be clear again, but that's ok. I love that I am able to stay home with the girls, though I must say an evening at starbucks with an ipod, my journal and a grande something sounds pretty good right now.
At least my kids are snookies. Just had to include this pic of Tori - I wrestled her really short hair into pony tails just for this picture.