With all of the craziness around our house, some normal still exists.
Caleb is home from the Navy. Whitney and Brandon are home from college. Josie-Tatum had surgery today. And, I have strep throat. Whitney had a fever of 102 today.
Unless you think my family is perfect, I awakened from a deep, long overdue sleep this afternoon to a messy house. My wonderful children did NOT say to themselves today, "Oh, Mom's sick, let's see what we can do to help."
While I was lost in never never land on the couch. Ellie was busy as usual. She was creating....
Her name is Ellie Jo. And, I have it on good authority that you can tell she is a girl because she has long hair.
Well, as I became fully coherent and aware of my surroundings, it occurred to me that lots of housework needed to be done. Ellie was kind enough to help AND to encourage Ellie Jo to help, as well. I had walked out of the room when Ellie yelled, "Look, Mama, Ellie Jo folded a towel."
And, that silly yellow girl folded all kinds of things every time I turned my head.
I was blessed to be able to catch up on some laundry with the help of JT, Ellie, Ellie Jo, and Whitney.
It is time for the next stage in our adoption, and let me say, "Praise the LORD." We will need a pretty large amount of money perhaps by the beginning of next week, and He has supplied that need through many of YOU!
And, as I prepared for bed, I prepared a letter to an anonymous critic. Lest some of you think I am an expert at dying to self, I decided I needed to give an answer to AC. I have created a tab at the top of the page for you, AC. Please take a look.