Since you are fifteen hours ahead of me on the other side of the world safely engaged in all that tomorrow holds (I hope not too much fish-eyeball soup) and I can't reach you, let me just fill you in on some of the highlights from home:
Elle and Grace almost set of the fire alarm when they burnt two pitas almost to a flaming point trying to make their own garlic bread. Our house is gonna stink for a while.
Claire finally confessed (after two days of extremely convincing denial) to being the mastermind behind the artwork all over the leather back seat of the car with ball-point pen...and that in all actuality it really wasn't her best friend who she had been blaming. Hmmm...trying to figure out how to deal with this new little trend she's got going....and that the traditional-hairspray-to-get-it-out-trick isn't working.
Max is apparently the only one in his class so far who hasn't jumped on the extra credit option for this semester's big-deal country reports to bring a traditional food from the country they are reporting on. I feel like the worst Mom on the planet because it's my fault. We were out of town when he did his report and he wouldn't wait for us to get home because he didn't want to be so nervous in anticipation. I don't blame him but I am so sick about it. Everyone else's Moms were there helping them...making the food or traipsing all over the place tracking down where to buy it. It's not just the food and the fact that he didn't get a great grade after all his serious hard work, but the fact that I wasn't there in person to support him and help him out. I can't get my heart to stop aching about it.
Lucy got stuck inside the toilet. One leg just stuck right down in there, croc and all. Luckily someone flushed today.
I think I ate a whole box of Thin Mints by myself.
I had the most amazing, informative two-hour phone discussion with a Dad of a child with Bardet-Biedl Syndrome who lives back east. He found me through a friend's blog who posted my post about Lucy there. I can't wait to tell you all I learned. This guy knows so much above and beyond any doctor we've found or anything we've been able to find on the Internet, and as a parent he's in it too...not just some detached doctor. I am elated.
While I was wrapped in conversation, our sweet oldest daughter tenderly put all our other kids to bed without being asked...ok, except for Max. Sometimes she makes me want to cry because she is so amazing.
I could go on, but I'm going to try to go to bed early since I spent all afternoon dragging our kids around on a wild goose chase to get some stronger medicine for my allergies...and I'm thinking tonight's the night I'll be able to finally sleep.
I love you. I hope you can feel that and our prayers stretching across the ocean to you.