Monday, August 1st, marked the official last month of Summer.
It meant I had exactly 3 weeks left with all 3 kiddos at home.
I was a bit sad (and a tiny bit excited) and wanted to take advantage of all the time we had left to play.
I got super, super sick!
Like Dave said last night, he can’t remember the last time I was this sick.
It has been anything but fun! I have been down in bed with body aches, a fever, and bronchitis.
Yeah, not how I planned to spend my precious few days of summer.
But this isn’t about me. This is about my amazingly awesome husband. He didn’t miss a beat, just stepped up and took care of me and the kiddos and the house; and then proceeded to stay up late to get his work done. Really, he made my recovery possible. He is more than I could ask for….thanks Davey!