Ross Update

First of all--Telima and LaDale were right: my kitchen sink was indeed in distress. It wasn't exactly clogged, but that terrible state was eminent because the garbage disposal stopped working. It was a horrifying few hours, I tell you, until my knight in shining armor came and...pressed the reset button. And all was well in the land and the dishwasher ran and the dishes got clean. And I didn't even have to serve tea in a wine glass to anyone. (That sentence originally ran: "...serve tea to anyone in a wine glass." But I don't even know anyone in a wine glass, so, anyway, it makes more sense now. But it's not as funny.)

Second, Gideon had his Achilles tendon "released" (that's a nice way of saying slashed through) on Thursday. It was a little traumatic...for me I mean. He was certainly ticked off about the shot to numb the area--which actually is good, because that means he has a good deal of feeling in his left ankle area. Probably the most difficult part is the large blood stain on the heel of his cast--totally normal, but I sort of feel like the Canterville Ghost or something. I promise I don't neglect and/or beat my child, folks! Anyway, Thursday was a tough day, with Gideon wanting to be held all day long--and NOT sitting down, thankyouverymuchmommy. But we muddled through with Tylenol and Motrim, and on Friday he was back to his normal, sunshiny, (albeit stuffy) darling self.

Friday I was holding Gideon, when Mercy clambered up to sit on my lap too. Then Ezra wanted some of the action, and snuggled in to lean on my side. I put my arms around them all and told them that all the kids I love the most were right there in my arms. And then Ezra asked, "But where's Katy?" He's a smart one, that Ezra-boy Ross (which is what he calls himself occasionally).

Finally, I downloaded my pictures from the ice storm in Colorado, along with some of my adorable kiddos. Enjoy!

So here's the ice storm--it was pretty darn incredible, I thought, and so pretty. Every little tiny twig and branch and blade of grass had these sharp ice crystals on it.

And here's our Kiss-Me-Kate. She is a joy, as I'm sure Telima and Tyler can tell you anytime. Her eyes are SO big and SO expressive--you can see here that she's not quite sure what to think of Aunt Keryn.

Mercy likes nothing better than to love on her baby brother. Gideon loves it, most of the time--but sometimes, true to form as a big sister, Mercy just manages to bug him. I think he's trying to decide which is the case here.

And finally...as you probably can tell, I'm not much of a photographer. But I am pleased as all get out about this picture. I just peeked around the corner of the house this evening and snapped it. Now, was there ever a cuter face in all of creation?