first corinthians 8:6
Skip to July 25th, 2016
The beginning of the sleep-vomiting.
Micah and I walked past J’s room, and wafted one of the worst smells we have experienced in our short years parenting. I went in, and not only had he had diarrhea, he had vomited in his bed as well. We cleaned him up, Lysol’d [that’s a verb, right?] his room and started the washer. Little did we know… Continue reading “the refiner’s fire, part 4”
July 19th, 2016
My sister invited us to swim with her and some friends that evening. We had spent most of the day out, and although we had plans to be at my mom’s house in her absence, we had to abruptly leave Continue reading “the refiner’s fire, part 3”
July 16th, 2016
More records of ill-feeling children.
Alison Brown:
Well all of my kids feel warm. They are all whining like crazy
Mom:
Oh no!!!!
Alison Brown:
Even the baby. Continue reading “the refiner’s fire, part 2”
July 3rd, 2016
Two days after J’s first birthday party bash, things started to be a little weird. We were in the process of starting potty training for F, and she must have run a fever or been pulling at her ear. The recollection is foggy. I didn’t call the doctor, and just rode it out.
Life carried on as per usual, we celebrated J’s birthday together as a family with my mom, dad and sister at Chick-Fil-A, and kept on at the crazy Continue reading “the refiner’s fire, part 1”
