As is a week of Emergency Rooms, Lego eating, and worry weren’t enough, it now looks as though #6 caught the flu while we were in one hospital or another. It confirms my suspicion that hospitals are really just a great place to get sick.
Or it could be God’s way of telling us that we need to slow down. His way of keeping us quiet and at home, a brief respite from our usual whirlwind lives. We can take a hint. An ice storm in Oklahoma and a 6 month old with the flu, and all our weekend plans have been canceled. It’s too bad that this is what it takes to get us to take a break.