Last Monday the girls spent the afternoon clearing the driveway of the remaining ice . . . on their own initiative! On Tuesday afternoon - again on their own initiative - they asked me for rags and the bucket so they could wash their bikes.
Double piggy back ride.
This picture is unfortunately blurry, but I still had to post it because you can still catch a glimpse of each child's face. Abram had just fallen off the pile.
Friday afternoon I had some good help making a big batch of sweet potato rolls.
The girls saw an apron at Grandma Rhonda's house two weeks ago so Zoe asked me for one while she was helping me cook on Friday. She also helped me make pizza for dinner.
I had a little helper while I compiled our taxes Friday night because Abram got up from bed with a fever. He and has been very sick with a high fever all weekend. He is incredibly prone to fever seizures, which torment my soul to have to watch. He hasn't had one yet (thankfully), but knowing one could come at any moment has caused me to pray and entrust him to God over and over and over again. It has actually been a pretty sweet experience of praying and reflecting a ton on how in control God is of everything. Consequently I've had so much peace. "And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." (Philippians 4:7). I don't know how I would make it in life without Christ!This morning I walked out of the kitchen and found Abram sitting on this contraption, beating two whisks together to an Esmerelda song.
He went to Grammy's while we went to church and he's been in these same p-pops all day long.
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