It’s been 7 long days and night.  Started with 2 then a 12 hour break then me, baby and lastly Gregg.  7 days.  5 people with the stomach bug.  Countless loads of laundry and dishes.  2 cans of lysol and dozens of plastic lined trash cans.   But we survived.  And when we raised our heads up to comment about how bad the last week was, we grinned.  Because while it was bad, it wasn’t one of our worst weeks ever.  It actually didn’t even make the top 10.

Perspective is re-aligned and we recover.

And miraculously we are thankful because it didn’t make the top 10.