Spit up on my shoulder, a naked toddler who wants to eat nothing but goldfish, and no news to report on the husband. Except I saw a photo that the missionaries sent me, and he looks absolutely skeletal. I'm going to have to work hard to get some weight back on him.
Today I'm going to shower, go to the dry cleaners and the bank, take the kids to the park (I hope) and try to keep my chin up.
Next step? Figure out why the baby is crying.
3 comments:
If it is any consolation, Josh always looked skeletal to me.
You're doing great! We love you and miss you and pray for you often :) Have fun with your little one--despite the spit up (they won't be little for long--look at Guy already!). Love you!
Haha! Thanks, Katherine.
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