Luke had surgery this week, to remove the thing in his ear.
The Toby Mac is not nearly so loud as it used to be.
Luke is endearing. Truly.
He likes to cuddle and hug and kiss me on my cheeks.
I didn’t expect that!
I love, love his little black skinned face right next to mine.
He loves to snuggle on the sofa and watch Little House episodes with me.
He beams as he runs to grab a blanket to cover me up.
He leans in often and kisses my cheek, drapping his arm over my belly,
“mommy you good, good, good, mommy. thank you, you my mommy!!!! OOOO God is good! Oh yes!”
Slowing down to be in the mix with the children, being engaged and available. Lord, that’s how I want to be, as Christmas busyness clutters my mind. I feel like I have so much to take care of at this time of year. Lord help me to do it swiftly, wisely, well.
Since the Saturday after Thanksgiving (this photo was taken at Chris’ parents home in TN)
someone has been sick in our home.
As Luke Jones said, “day, day, day, day sick jones!”
Thursday and part of Friday were my days.
Thursday night Christopher, my oldest, brought me flowers. oooo so sweet
Luke was in near tears over the fact that I wasn’t feeling well.
He assured me, hugging and hugging. ”Luke work! Mom sleep!”
Jonah came in my room and bent down to hug me. ”NO! Be careful, Jonah, you’ll get sick!”
And he was sweetly unstoppable. got sick.
Today was Chris’s day, sick.
So tomorrow is monday, and Noah is left! We did a whole weeks worth of homework today, wheeewwww! While the others watched Little House episodes and dad was in bed.
If I’m calculating correctly it should be through my house by Tuesday morning,
when we head to Disney World.