Life goes on

As our no-news-since-October reality goes on, K is never far from our minds, and often the kids will talk about her, and wonder what she is doing that moment.  She is a regular feature in their prayers, and Anya is beginning to talk about things she will do with K, or ask what K will be able to do when she comes home. (Feed herself?  Walk?  Say any words in English? Drool on my stuff? Cry in the night? Play with stuffed animals or dolls?). 

And all that curiosity has Anya in an inventing kind of mood.  Recent creations include:

"Now anyone can see what it would look like if their face was on the $1 bill!"

Home-made floor-polishing napkin slippers!

While we wait for news from India, family life goes on!  This week brought a concert for our sons' boychoir, with two more coming in the next two weeks (they will get out of school early for those!). I think they look very distinguished in their concert attire, and so grown up.

Anya and I missed this concert -- I think she's headed down the same road of "sinus infection that degenerates into broncho-pneumonia."  Blah.  We will be chatting with the doctor about changing her allergy medicine to avoid heading down the same road again.  We stayed home from the concert and made cookies instead. (We figured the audience members would not appreciate her hacking cough during the performance . . .)

Stirring batter for egg-free oatmeal chocolate chip cookies.

Meanwhile, the other thing we've been experiencing here is lots of snow.  Our kids are big fans of it until about March . . . then the thrill of shoveling and snow play starts to wear a little thin, and we will all be longing for spring. 

Thank you to everyone who is praying for Mr. W . . . your concern for him really touched my heart.  He continues to be hospitalized, and has given everyone (especially his wife) a few scares.  She is a sweet, sweet woman, and has been splitting her time between work and the hospital.  Please keep praying for her -- she has to make very difficult decisions about his ongoing care, and is feeling the weight of responsibility for that. 

I am hoping and praying that the CARA conference in India brings a flurry of progress for many of our children's cases!

Family movie night, complete with a nest on the floor.