Brad and I went on our Valentine's date tonight...well, kind of. We took a group from church to the Rock and Worship Roadshow in Bloomington, featuring Mercy Me (pictured), Jars of Clay, and others. It's been a loooooong time since I've been to a concert. It was pretty sweet.
My sweetest little Valentine's.
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Brad spent seven hours this afternoon/evening up at the hospital visiting sweet Ella. Ella is four, and on January 26 she had open-heart surgery to fix some major defects she has had since birth. Brad has visited her weekly, and when he arrived today, Ella's mom had to leave to go pick up her son, who was sick. Ella's big brother wasn't scheduled to arrive until 10:00 (when he'd be taking over the night shift) so Brad stayed for the remainder so she wouldn't have to be alone. I think Brad has a sweet spot for this darling girl. :)
(No picture to protect Ella's privacy.)
When Luci wasn't perched under this tree keeping watch, she was flying back and forth through the yard chasing the squirrel that was toying with her. She was out there for an hour and a half. An hour and a half! She doesn't even spend this much time outside in an entire day!
This is Jairo. We've sponsored him through Compassion International for about six years. This week we received an updated photo of him, which is on our fridge. We also put smaller pictures of Jairo in each of the boys' rooms, so that they can ask questions about him, learn about him, and pray for him.
Early baths and snuggled on the couch, ready for Friday Night Movie Night. Tonight's pick: Bolt. Drew watched the whole thing; Reed stayed on the couch for about 20 minutes.
Necessity is the mother of invention.
Never underestimate the power of observation.
I looked over to find Reed trying to plug in this old school Whac-A-Mole game into the cable box. Huh. Might be a hint that we play video games just a bit too much around here...