Done!!!

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After a crazy couple of weeks of junk running through our home.....I am declaring that WE ARE DONE.....
It seemed that something was wrong with someone every day.......colds, coughs, teeth....food poisoning......and so on.....

I have been to the pediatrician with two separate children 3 times in the past two weeks.....

Somehow.....
(answered prayer)
Parklen has remained strong in the midst.....

While his mom felt crummy,
his brother coughed away....
his dad was knocked down by salmon jerky (seriously do NOT eat salmon jerky )
his sister cried relentlessly with days worth


he always has food on his face.....somewhere....always



of fevers....

There he sat....
strong.

There he sat...
somewhat at a distance....

Watching.
and praying....
for his family.

He sat strong....
and insisted that he would Take care of me.
He would pray for his dad...
He felt bad for his baby sister.
He should make a present to cheer up his brother....

What a guy.
What a God to keep him strong....in the midst.

Parklen has an obsession with newspapers....
he LOVES to  "read" them....
he will spend hours flipping through the pages.....admiring pictures, asking to read certain articles....circling things he wants in the ad pages....

I was thinking,
what a peculiar thing for a little boy to enjoy so much....
but then I realized.....it is just another window into a world that he lives apart from....

also....
it is kind of adorable to watch him hold the paper like a little old man,
with his new head full of fluffy curls....

This boy is having a birthday next week....
so many emotions fill my mind when I think about that.....
so many happy,
overwhelming....
various crazy feelings....

Some big things are happening for our little super man this weekend....
I cannot WAIT to share!

Sidenote....Paysen started baseball today!!!
First year...
So Excited!!!!

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