So we went back to Fort Pulaski a couple of weekends ago. Michael and Elliot actually watched a Civil War cannon being fired. Buggie and I heard it from the parking lot. Bug has been climbing and cruising more and more. Elliot continues to pee in the potty and get rewards for it. Sadly, he got hotter and hotter last night until he fell asleep on Michael on the couch. This does not happen unless Elliot is sick. He had a fever, woke up and 10pm and 4am to vomit all over himself and us (poor kid) and still has a fever now. We watched a lot of TV today and took naps together. Tonight is, of course, our first large group for RUF where Michael is preaching and I'm leading worship. Call me charismatic, but I think Satan loves messing with us. First the break in the night before Michael's installation, then this along with Buggie waking up and crying from 10pm to 11:30pm last night? That never happens.
Anyway, we're still excited for tonight. Just a little uneasy about what else might be coming...
3 comments:
only charismatics think satan hates us and wants us to fail? huh. guess i'm charismatic, too; the petty bastard. ; )
love you. miss you. glad you blog.
I'm thinking about you and praying for you. Sorry to hear about all the sickness.
I'd have to agree with you about the jerk's attacks. Last week Vince was preaching and we had several unusual events... an afternoon spent at the hospital er, the toilet literally exploding and shooting water up the back hitting a window 4 feet above it, a baby screaming every night from 3-4:30... now that he's done preaching, all is smooth.
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