Back again.

I’ve been gone.  On Tuesday night late, Wyatt went to the hospital because of RSV.  I told him just because his cousin Will does something doesn’t mean he has to as well.  Besides, he’s three weeks older and should know better.

Maybe some time I’ll fill in with details.  But today he came home from the hospital and I am just so happy and I had a good day with my whole family  so I will just tell you about that.
We ate lunch and then bundled up and went outside.

Jethro threw snowballs at everybody.

Orrin was slightly ornery at first because he didn’t take a nap.  But then he got happier.

Talmage told me to get out of the way, then he ran down the road.

Then I ran with him.  It felt SOOO good.  I feel like I’ve been squeezed in and I was finally getting out and breathing again.  I guess being in a hospital for several days will do that to you.  And in case you didn’t know, fresh air and some physical activity are good for you.
Then Orrin wanted to run down the road, so Brett helped him/carried him.

Look—all FIVE of my men in one picture (not that you can actually see Wyatt, but he’s there).

Brett caught us a beast and hauled it home for dinner.

We looked at cows.

Then we bought some milk and drank it.

Orrin was a big fan.

Then we looked at horses and petted them.  This one wanted to sniff my camera.
 



Then we came home and Brett and I made chicken pot pie for dinner.  And it was good.  And it made us tired.

Then Jethro and I made hot fudge pudding and we ate it for dessert.  It was good too.  And it made Orrin tired.  He was actually sleeping while still spooning bites to his mouth.  It was very funny.  And then he just couldn’t hold his head up any more and laid it down and started snoring. 

Good day.