Our family that is.
Well, Nick and I are still alive and Jerry is still kicking. And biting. And spitting. And peeing on us. And screaming-- etc. etc. etc.
BUT, things are looking up. It's been 2 days since the last tantrum-- a record actually. He's never gone this long without having one. We're taking this as a good sign. Thank you to all of you who are praying for his little heart to be able to heal and accept us as his family. It's such a complicated process filled with so much trauma for him.
I only have a little time today, but wanted you to know we're still here. We're still loving our house. Things for the most part are getting better.
We're very much looking forward to Christmas. Nick's parents are here visiting us and we're LOVING them being here. If you could spare a quick prayer-- 3 out of 4 of their bags didn't make it here... They are supposedly coming in today. But this is really frustrating since we live THREE hours from the airport and the bags have Christmas presents in them. Mikey is in Port today and will hopefully be able to get the bags. Please pray that happens.
Talk to you all soon--
PS- Sarah (my new BFF) and I went to check on the baby we helped deliver last week. SHE. IS. PERFECT. Perfect, I tell you.