So the dulcet tones of over-tired bickering children wafts down the stairs. I've had the epiphany that I've been septic more times than Bo: 2 for 0. In a way, I suppose I'm winning.
And it's further confirmation that healing happens at home (where I'm no longer on 24/7 fluids, and therefore able to sleep through the night).
Bo has been very stable all fall. He was invited to join the Junior Symphony preparatory training orchestra, which is a huge honor. And he seems to be doing well in school.
Ahn started brownies this fall and is finishing up preparations for her First Holy Communion. I'm looking forward to her having a little more free time, once Catechism classes end in the Spring. It's mind-blowing how busy these little dudes are, already!
We've had our first real snow, and I'm delighting in the quiet on the street, and the brightness in the air.
Off to hook up TPN. 'Night 'night
