Snow, snow, go away!

Still snowing over here for the thousandth consecutive day. Every time the temperature breaks freezing, we get out for a run or something and get our hopes up that Old Man Winter is succumbing. Within a few hours, however, it is back down to 25 degrees and the snow is flying. March is supposed to be warm, isn't it?

Went out to Value City last night with the brothers and sisters, minus Rhonda. Drew was a good boy. We are never certain that he will obey when we're out; in fact, we can usually be reasonably sure that there will be at least one power struggle. However, he was very good. When we got home, he was eagerly tearing off his coat and tripped over his own feet. He belly-flopped on the floor, his arms tangled behind him. I was so busy laughing that I could not help him. He kept struggling to push off the floor and falling again because his arms were all tied up. Finally Uncle Ben had to rescue him.

For those of you who pray, please remember Alyssa. With the problems we're having with her helmet, we're not sure exactly what's going to happen. Just pray that the Lord heals her and that no more surgeries are necessary. Many thanks for your prayers on our behalf.