Margot just ran inside and said, “Mom, I love you thirty pound inches. No, I mean thirty EIGHTY pound inches!” And then she peeled back out the door.
Since the my last post, Ruby’s illness persisted another day and then, just as suddenly as it arrived, it left. Thankfully, the rest of our family didn’t get sick (she had the norovirus) and thankfully, Ruby is well. Honestly, I think I have an award-winning immune system because, without getting unnecessarily detailed, I had many intimate experiences with Ruby’s puke this week.
Health is the greatest gift, contentment the greatest wealth, faithfulness the best relationship.
Wishing you all a fabulous weekend!