Laurynn is in the hospital with pneumonia
Amy is by her side round the clock. That's what Moms do.
Three days ago I had the twins overnight and
Téa was sick the entire time.
Téa was sick the entire time.
Logan came to visit them right before he left for work.
I asked if he would bring 1 or 2 popsicles for his fevery daughter.
He brought 27. That's what Dads do.
I asked if he would bring 1 or 2 popsicles for his fevery daughter.
He brought 27. That's what Dads do.
Last week while Elora was staying with me she talked while I
made dinner. I mentioned to her that her Dad called to ask how she
was doing. She rolled her eyes and sighed, "My Dad is paranoid.
He even checks on us when we're sleeping!"
made dinner. I mentioned to her that her Dad called to ask how she
was doing. She rolled her eyes and sighed, "My Dad is paranoid.
He even checks on us when we're sleeping!"
I told her that's what parents do.
(I have to say hearing the word "paranoid" made me smile and feel happy.
I'm glad to know my baton has been passed.)
I'm glad to know my baton has been passed.)
Get Well sweet Laurynn. We are praying for you.
Meanwhile the twins are playing with Tyler's old Star Wars figures for
only breaking for dinner. Then I will package them back up, and save them for Tyler and Karen's boys.
While the twins are in their own Star Wars world right now, they ask me questions as I walk by:
Did Tyler use to live here?
Did he use to be our age?
Why did he grow up?
Did he grow up fast?
Did he have lots of birthdays?
How many birthdays did he have?
Did you use to babysit him?
Did you use to babysit him?
Did you ever have any babies?
What happened to them? Where did they go?
I often wonder the same thing.