Busier Than Bumblebees

Things here are more busy than any of us ever could have imagined.

Raising four wild boys makes the grown ups hustle. A lot.

Always, in fact.

So I owe you all a huge apology for neglecting to update this as often as I would like.

Frankly, I often just don’t have the energy.
And I tend to spend as much time as I can with these boys usually without the distractions of phones and computers.

The good news is Marshall is growing and doing just fine for now.

And we’re all incredibly thankful for that.

This miracle kid (and his big brothers) are an absolute (and exhausting) delight :-).

See for yourself by checking out what we did this weekend:

Saturday was Marshall’s (and Michael’s) first trip to Fort Rickey.
Marshall did this until the very end when we were in the gift shop:

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The 2 day old goat:
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A game of “I spy” through a fence:
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Feeding fish:
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Feeding the deer:
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Squeak the 17 year old otter:
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Ball pit fun:
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Lazy Saturday Morning

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Isaac is reading to Marshall.  

Grown ups are sipping coffee.

And we are all gearing up for a family adventure.

Please excuse the living room in this pic.  The big wild boys had a sleepover in it last night. Michael was kind enough to let me sleep in a little today AND generously cleaned the kitchen while he prepared a pancake breakfast for us all.

Sooooooo. Incredibly. Thankful. ❤

Because it IS harder

For starters, I have to tell you that I know Round 2 is inevitable.
But I can’t imagine Marshall going through that again.

So when Boston called to let us know when Round 2 would be, I wasn’t really prepared.

As a parent, nothing truly prepares you for your child’s illness, injury, surgery, or any of the more worrisome things they go through.

But some of it’s a right of passage. And it’s certainly a strength test.

Marshall declared himself stronger than every person I ever met when he weighed just 5 pounds and 8 ounces.

It goes without saying that Round 2 is going to be tough on Marshall.

And as his parent, it is harder still. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for this little miracle.

And if I could go through all of this for him, I would.

There is nothing I wouldn’t do for any of these boys if I could.

So I’ll just do my best to get and give Marshall, Tristen, Isaac, and Seth the best.

And let the rest fall away to be dealt with another day.