Skip to main content

Quarantined?

Charlie woke up the other day with an upset stomach and as he stumbled pale-faced and gagging into the playroom, four little mothers sprang into action. John helped him to the bathroom, Lauren brought him a cool wash cloth and Claire grabbed a bowl in case of further emergencies.

Somehow Faith knew the best thing to bring comfort to a sick boy. She laid a pillow in a laundry basket and covered it with a towel. Charlie curled right up and spent a very comfortable morning laying in his nest on the living room floor surrounded by doting siblings who periodically dropped what they were doing to bring him an ice cube to suck on.

They were not at all deterred by this little sign that Faith attached to the end of the basket.

Six hours later Charlie was much better and begging for pancakes and cheesesticks and the laundry basket bed was dismantled for more mundane tasks.
Labels:

Comments

Anonymous said…
Oh my goodness, that is too cute! right now all I get is, "Mommy, who is more sick, me or Luke?"
July 18, 2008 at 1:27 AM
ocean mommy said…
That is so sweet!

There is a little something for you over at my blog...

steph.
July 18, 2008 at 11:19 AM
BethAnne said…
One of these days you will look back at that picture and wish for that day back........sigh

Congratulations on your award from Stephanie (thats how I found you)!
July 18, 2008 at 12:32 PM
Still Learning said…
That sign is hysterical!!!! I love it.
Congrats on the award from Notes From The Soul. Found you from there.
July 18, 2008 at 2:16 PM
tammi said…
Awwww, your kids are just too cute! I love it when my girls look out for each other, too. Just this afternoon, I came inside from lawn mowing (mine are too young to do that for me yet!) and they were deep in discussion upstairs. When they came down, Peanut (my 6-yr old) said together she and her 4-yr old sister had decided something ~ she was going to teach her little sister to do good things for other people.

I felt like asking her if she'd teach me, too!
July 18, 2008 at 6:09 PM
Lauren said…
That is just the cutest!
July 19, 2008 at 11:01 AM
Joyfulness said…
The laundry basket idea was awesome - I would of never thought about that.

I love that about my kids too. They love to do things for the littlest one. It's so precious!
July 19, 2008 at 5:24 PM
Janelle said…
Four little mothers. That's good stuff.

I am glad his tummy is feeling good enough for the pancake-cheesestick combo.
July 19, 2008 at 5:52 PM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

This Week

This week, I let a kindergarten kid play with my iPhone to coax him into the tutoring classroom.  I set up a plan for dealing with this ongoing issue and consulted with his mama.  She’s a tough one to get to know, his mama, but I try. This week, I promised two little boys I would pick them up on Friday and take them to my house. This week, on a crazy afternoon, a granny asked me for alcohol and I thought.  I wish!    I could use a swig .  But that's not what she meant.  She was looking for rubbing alcohol or hydrogen peroxide to take care of an injured kid.  A few months ago, we were awkward because we didn't know each other but now the awkwardness is gone and I can’t help but hug her every time I see her. I love that granny.  This week, I dropped off a little girl and shook hands with her father.  His hand was dry, he had a tattoo on his neck and he's just fresh from jail.  He asked how his daughte...
3 comments
Read more

Artistic Expression and Faith

A few days ago, I came across a post called Of Books and Faith written by Beck at Frog and Toad are Still Friends ( The best blog name EVER to my mind.) She writes about how the Christian market is saturated with mediocre books. How few fiction authors there are who really grapple with the messiness of humanity from a Christian perspective. I agree with her whole-heartedly. The Christian life does not come with the lack of conflict and the happily-ever-after resolutions that I find in many books of this genre. It's funny that I came across that post because I had been thinking similar thoughts about another form of Christian expression. Art. Christian art is often either poorly rendered or is just too pretty. It lacks creativity. It doesn't engage the mind. Remember when I made that long trek to Hobby Lobby for stencil supplies? That was where this idea started to form. I spent a few minutes flipping through posters. Flip. Glowing Jesus in a meadow. Flip. Glowing Jesus surr...
15 comments
Read more

Finding Rest: Part Two (Scroll down three posts to read this story from the beginning)

Why share such a personal story ? I share it because I have talked to enough women to know that underneath the makeup and the matching outfits and the small talk that make up our exteriors, we are a broken people. To pretend otherwise creates isolation. Thoughtful honesty creates closer relationships and greater understanding. When we share the way God works in the difficult things of life it encourages first oneself and then others. For some of us, the pieces have been patched and restored and there is wholeness where there was none before. But some of us are walking wounded, barely hanging on and wondering if there is hope. We have a choice. We can either be completely shattered by bitterness, depression and anger or we can lay the fragments before the One who can take the sharp slivers and jagged pieces and create a beautiful, productive life. Here is the conclusion to John's story. When John was ten, he was sullen and moody and difficult and so was I. But I was no longer proud....
28 comments
Read more