Newpy Happ Year

Um, what kind of year do you think it will be when the first thing you remember (at 4 AM) is “Mommy I pooped in my pants!” from the child that was running a 104 fever? And then you wake up to realize it’s not all a dream (still hot, still pooping), and then the […]

And stop calling me Shirley!

I am so sorry to be neglecting my blog and you, my friends. Since Thursday I have spent one day wrapping/packing, three days in Dallas unwrapping/churching/fixing/packing, and then two days here cleaning and organizing and trying to keep children civil while letting them still be, well, children. In the morning we hop in the van […]