What seems to be the story of my life these days ~
Monday I woke up with a list of errands I wanted to accomplish to help get some last minute things completed and some food in the house for our time at the lake.
Instead, I woke up to this:
a puny, feverish child*. Just a reminder that we are not in control but our Lord and Savior is and he has a plan that is infinitely better than what mine could ever be.
So instead, I caught up in the kitchen and wrapped the remainder of our gifts.
Therefore, today I have dragged my three children all over town. First, to the doctor to make sure quatro was holding on. Then to the grocery store ~ not just one but two plus Sam's. Not only that we delivered some gifts and packed our bags to load the cars.
* note the Annapolis hoody which prominently displays the words "Beat Army" on the sleeve ~ her gift from Granddaddy and YaYa