January 22, 2012

Last Week

Last week, I was sick and my mom was here taking care of us.  


 It was a challenging week, but a good week.  


There were morning sessions of bed-head-and-face-squishing.


There were pajamas all day long.


There were puzzles.






And lots and lots and lots of trains.


There were fast food meals


 and lots of home-made meals 


and tickles around the table.

There were hugs and squishes.

There was rest and recuperation.

There was gratitude for a life of generally good health and 
prayers for those who deal with physical and mental illness every day.

All in all... it was a pretty good week.