Rumor has it, the flu and stomach virus is rampant this year. Since our family cannot live in a bubble, I knew the chances for sickness with five touching-everything-and-putting-their-hands-in-the-mouth little people were great. Because Isaac has some lingering respiratory problems, the babies all got flu shots. They have only had two illnesses their whole little lives but those proved to be problematic given Isaac's (and sometimes the girls') tendency to wheeze. And whatever one gets, they all get. The passy-thievery around here is just ridiculous. What didn't happen was everyone else getting flu shots.
First, Elijah was sick three weeks ago. After a large amount of disinfectant spray and a greater amount of Divine mercy, the ick of it was not passed to anyone else. Andrew did run a fever the day following but that was all. Last weekend after a couple of grocery excursions, I came down with it... whatever it actually was. We had a trip planned to see family in NC a little more than 24 hours from the onset of this thing and I only had scratched the surface of getting the packing done. After about a day, though, I was up and at 'em. Micah and I threw everything we had (or at least it felt like everything) into Rubbermaid Bins and more stuff in the back and on top of the truck and we headed on down the road with the blessing of those on the other end of the highway. Usually illness puts the brakes on trips pretty quickly but my sister was visiting from California and opportunities for my entire family to be together are scarce.
|So glad to see these guys!|
|Happy, Healthy Babies at Mimi's House|
We are now the proud owners of a 12 passenger van. We met a family friend who gave us a wonderful deal. It is not the sleekest thing on the road but it sure is practical. It is also stark white. Micah and I like to joke about painting something clever on the side like "Childs Plumbing ~ We Charge Triple". Function is definitely more valuable than form for us. God has again provided and we are thankful. It was such a blessing to see Andrew and Elijah get in and out with ease and have room in the back for checking on babies and changing diapers on the road.
Thankfully, we were all well enough to celebrate Andrew's 9th birthday this past Saturday. This boy is such a joy. I love that he still loves to hear about the day he was born. Even through the sickness, he got to go to Chuck E Cheese with family, eat mediocre pizza, and play video games until he earned enough tickets (with help with Uncle Matt and his basketball skillz) for Sweet Tarts, a Pop Rocket, a mini magic trick, and a large Laffy Taffy. It was a blast!