Little update here. The boys are sick again, yes, again. Ethan woke up at 3 am last night with 103 fever, and of course that ended up with him puking. He always pukes when his temperature spikes, even when he was a tiny baby. That kid has the weakest stomach.
Thankfully he's old enough now to tell us when he needs to throw up, and he almost always makes it to the bathroom in time. Last night was a good night. Afterwards (and some Ibuprofen later) we made a little bed on our floor with his sleeping bag, and we all slept until 9 am. Even Dave. Oops!
Si is sick now too, and while I'm tempted to be a little down about yet another round of illness, I have to admit, it made for a nice day of cuddling on the couch. We read several books, and the boys watched way too many movies. Oh well, summer is coming, right?
So we spent another day at home, despite the fact that we have a crew here demo'ing our hall bath all this week. My plan was to be gone during all of this, you know, run errands and go to the park and the zoo, that kind of stuff, but oh well. The Lord knew that this was coming, and we are resting in Him.
On an encouraging note though, this afternoon a sweet lady from church called to ask if she could bring dessert for tomorrow night's Bible study. She didn't have any clue that I had sick kids, but she just felt like offering to do it. It was such a sweet reminder to me that the Lord always meets my every need, even the little things. Isn't He good?!