The last few days have been filled with activity and joy. Saturday we cleaned the house from top to bottom. aka - i put Drew to work cleaning my nest. It's so peaceful to walk in to a house put together and free of dust. It won't last. Surely a part of the curse designed especially for women!

Sunday we enjoyed two hour naps, grilled chicken, fresh guacamole, neighbors, and convicting, yet mostly encouraging preaching on spanking. what a relief, prod, buffer to know that spanking is God's design for turning souls toward Him. It doesn't make logical sense, but it WORKS! I am convicted that I need to be more in PRAYER specifically over discipline and their souls...not relying only on the procedure and on having "christianness" so much a part of our lives. WHY is praying so hard????

Today I took the boys to Field Day at Reeceville. They were great! It's fun to see Izaak engaging so much with the older kids. He even ran a relay and did a fantastic job! His face was all lit up and all the kids were clapping and cheering him on. He definitely does not have the inhibitions of his mother.

When we came home the "worker men" were in the back yard starting work on the playground walkway. Izaak and I sat on the grass with our ice cream lunch and his hard hat and watched them cart stones and dig the base. I took "sticks" from his finger...for which he was still and appreciative. We sat together in the sun and enjoyed the day and each other. Then he went to build houses in his sand box.

Micah is ailing again. Slept all of the day that we were home. Woke with a fever and I just put him back to bed with one of 103.5. Guess this means a call to the doctor in the morning to find out what is going around that he might have contracted. I've been hoping to meet "Lula" tomorrow...just because it seems a convenient day for so many ppl who will be helping us. But I would feel so sad leaving my sick baby boy behind for 2 days, especially not knowing what's wrong. So here's hoping the activities intended to start labor will not prove effective at least until late afternoon. And besides, I remembered tonight that I still want to go shopping for a special brand new coming-home outfit for her....that isn't pink. some weird vanity of mine.

All men of the house are in bed, only Lula and I remain awake. Hoping for a restful night in spite of her (precious) pointy appendages and the fact that I ran out of Zantac last night. Off to try to find a comfortable horizontal position, and decide which of my 7 books to close the day with.