Monday morning, around 1:30 am… Abigail came to our room with a bad dream. This is the first bad dream since we moved up here. Usually, we have someone show up at our room two or three times a week.
A couple of hours later, I heard a toy sounding off in the girls room. They were both asleep.. the toy was just going by itself… creepy at 3:30 in the morning.
A few minutes later, Elijah shows up at the door declaring that he needs to throw up… and he did. Brian wasn’t feeling to hot at this point either.
A couple of hours later, Elijah went back to bed, but Brian was still sick.
A couple of hours after that, the girls were up and ready to go… Elijah was up and throwing up again.
We were supposed to start homeschool that day.
Brian headed to the store that morning to get lysol and gatorade only to discover that the brakes in his van no longer worked…
We found out a couple of days later that to fix the car would cost way more than it is even worth.
And thus… we are a one car family… which for the time being means Brian drives an hour in the mornings to go to training and the kids and I stay home all day while he’s at work… all the while praying there is no emergency… seeing as how we don’t know anyone yet…. oh the joy. Please pray that we’d get a new car soon for Brian… he has to drive for his job. It’s not like I can just drop him off at work and pick him up in the evenings.
I put this quote up on facebook the other day: