What a week

I think this may be the first time I ever say I am thankful it is Monday and the start of a new week. And also, I am so glad the Lord makes everything anew again. Our week last week started off great and ended with a horrible sickness called hand foot and mouth disease. Awful. But there were definitely some good moments sprinkled amidst the screams. Lets get started on a recap:

~1~ Strawberry season is in full swing at our house. It is delicious. Strawberry jam making, strawberry coffee cake, muffins, shortcakes, and just plain ole' strawberry eating has begun.

One night worth of strawberry picking...

~2~ Beautiful storms that rolled in producing nickel size hail and amazing lightning. Make me love living in the Midwest.

~3~ Hand foot and mouth disease struck our sweet boy. It is definitely a disease from satan, I mean aren't all diseases but this one in particular is heart breaking to see. 104* fever, sores in mouth, sores on feet and hands and bottom. And then sores over the rest of his body. On top of that joint pain. It was awful to watch and not be able to do anything but hold him and love on him. 

Start of the sores on his feet (sorry these are all IPhone pictures so they aren't the best to see)

 How we spent most of the day Thursday and Friday...cuddling and whispering secrets to his sweet baby sister. Saturday and Sunday he wanted nothing to do with me and just wanted daddy.

~4~ Our saving grace this weekend. Friday night we got a total of 1.5 hours of sleep. It was brutal.

~5~ Luckily, the weekend ended with a beautiful baby shower hosted by some of the ladies in House Church. Seriously I am so blessed to have these women in my life and to help raise our sweet little lady. What a great cloud of witnesses to surround my daughter in. Also, a great group of men to surround our son in. 

Isn't that just a beautiful set up? You all know I love food and the food table was awesome including a chocolate fountain...yum!

~6~ Finally we are very interested in the potty these days but not so much going in it. LB loves to drag it out of the bathroom showing it to everyone who comes over. He loves to sit on it and pretend to poop. He tells me he is pooping when he really is but has no interest in actually using the potty to relief himself. I know he is still young but I dreamt he would be potty trained by the time little miss entered the world. At least he is interested in it. Baby steps here. 

Multiple times a day he runs into his room grabs a book of the shelf, runs to the bathroom, sits on the potty and tells me poop poop. At least he is getting the concept right? And I love that he has already figured out the man way of using the bathroom... (im sure he will thank me later for this picture)

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