Ten

The boys are on the mend. No photo, as promised yesterday, since I have lost my doohicky that I put the memory card in to transfer files...sorry about that. Even though we broke down and took the Bug back to the doctor yesterday and he is still rashy, he is crawling everywhere again and has regained an appetite - both good signs. He slept great last night and we all woke up refreshed. His daddy is still coughing his head off, his fever finally broke in the middle of the night, and he says he is feeling better than before. Thanks for your prayers and well wishes.

In the midst of the health drama and crankiness (Mama included) of yesterday, the Bug's ten month birthday slipped by (almost) unnoticed. Once I realized it, I got all sentimental and moped around the house muttering, "He's sooooooooo big...."/"I can't believe it...ten months!"/"Oh my - it's time to start planning a birthday party...only two measly months til he's a year old!" You get the idea.

Baby Bug, you have filled ten months with joy we could have never known without you. Your Mama and Daddy love you and thank Jesus for the gift of your company every single day.