Important Addendum

I realized in writing my last post regarding my desire to neglect a cape, I also neglected to acknowledge that I've been gifted with more than just my own abilities. God has given me so much help in OTHERS. I could not and would not be where I am without the consistent loving aid of so many friends, family, friends who are like family, neighbors, community, and with out a doubt, the best husband in the world. There aren't too many men that can handle three kids under five with a smile, an excitement for baby number four, and the ability to keep working well past putting those kiddos down for the night. I am so grateful for my steadfast leader. He is a true gift.

I'm also grateful for our small group leaders who did some grocery shopping for us this weekend and dropped off these beautiful sunflowers to brighten our home.

These boys need some new activities with all this down time. What better way to get ready for the winter Olympics than a homemade bobsled contest!

Thank you for praying for our boys. It seems that over half of Silas' class it out with the flu this week, so we will be staying home for sure! By the grace of God and fervent prayer, Levi and the other boys seem to have escaped the terrible illness with just minor fevers, coughs, runny noses, etc. Levi has lost some of his food do to excessive coughing, but I'll take it over the alternative.
Thank you for your constant concern, love, and care for our little crew. We wouldn't be able to keep going without so much support!

~Addendum Buster

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