I know the posts lately have been difficult. It's been our reality here and if you know me I'm not about pretending things are fine when they're not. Well, it's been my mission to "get glad" so I was all set to get right on that when my youngest son comes home and tells me what he wrote about at school one day. Their writing assignment was "my worst day..." I sure hope they are writing about their best day as well, but I don't know...I got to hear about "my worst day." Grey's worst day was the day "my sister was put on oxygen."
This has definitely taken it's toll on all of us. I try not to think about how much all of this affects her brothers. I want them to see that it's all OK and that mama and daddy are taking care of everything. I don't want them to be sad or to worry about her. I know I am doing them a disservice by wanting their lives to be all sunshine and roses. This is where they get to know the God I know...when things are hard and it's tough and it hurts. This is where we learn to trust and to lean into what we know. We say we believe in Him, this is where we believe Him.
We had a wonderful weekend. We got SK out some to enjoy to the beautiful weather. She has always loved being outside and that part has not changed. It's harder to get her out, but so worth it to see the sunshine on her face and that wonderful fall breeze in her hair. It makes me smile because it makes her smile.
I broke down and bought Sophie Kate her first pair of jeans. She wore them to school last week. She looks just darling in them, but way to grown up so it may be the last time she wears them, ha ha.
OK, there was a bit of comic relief concerning Grey's essay on "My worst day." He wrote about more than one thing. Yes, he wrote that his worst day was when his sister went on oxygen, but he also wrote (and I am hoping it was in a completely different story) that his worst day was when his brother "sat on my head and passed gas after eating mexican food." Actually that wasn't a direct quote because y'all all know that he didn't say "passed gas." And yes he shared it all with the class...I'm so proud.