Our laptop chose a most inopportune time to die, and I am finally able to steal a few minutes at the library. What we were told would be a 24 hour stay has turned into three nights, so far. The doctors are having a hard time getting Michelle’s sugar stable. Hopefully (?) she will be home today…
Will, our two year old, continues to amaze. He rarely fusses, and then is easily calmed. It helps that he has always been a Daddy’s boy; when tiny he smiled every time he looked at me. I don’t know what I would do if he wasn’t so agreeable.
But please pray that my bride can come home; everyone from the eldest to the smallest is a bit disoriented without her, and hospital visits are no substitute for having her here.