Although not mine.
Jenny has some horrible cough and chest and sinus congestion crud. She's laid up in bed (mainly on my orders) and I'm taking care of the kiddos. I say "my orders" like I'm some kind of commander. What I mean is that she's sick and if she doesn't rest she'll be sick a lot longer. And sick people are easier to boss because they're weak. That's right. You all know you've bossed sick people around. Not informed or chronically or terminally ill people. Just people who have a bad cold. "Get back in bed" or "What are you doing up?" or "Here, eat this scalding hot chicken soup and drink this hot toddy" Well, maybe not the toddy.
And so I get to pull out the "in sickness and in health" clause today and spend the day with my babies. And take care of the woman who has my heart and for whom I would push the mountains into the sea. Or at least make sure she gets her Zicam on time.
Oh, while I'm thinking about it, are there any topics you all would like to hear about? Missionary life, some theological or social thing, family stuff. Whatever. I'm open for anything. Even if you just want a story about a carrot and a beet's adventures in the produce section.