We've all been battling sickness for the past week. Yesterday, Leo was hit pretty hard and I sent him to the couch to rest, all bundled up in a hat, fuzzy slippers, and his coat. A little while later, Clint called me over to see this adorable scene.
Watching the two of them together reminded me of when we first got Lester. I was very pregnant with Leo (about 8 or 9 months!), and Clint brought me outside to the front of the house one afternoon. There, in the bushes was a tiny kitten about eight weeks old. He was so sweet and helpless. We took pity on him, and the rest is history. It seemed kind of dumb to take in an extra animal right before we were about to have a baby and considering the fact that we already had another cat and a dog at the time, too. But Lester melted our hearts.
So we are praying extra hard to get well. I am ready to have a healthy household again!
Have a blessed Monday!