Santa didn't come last night...
I've been sick all weekend and with Andrew gone from Saturday morning till Sunday night I was on my own with the kids. Unfortunately I didn't do much with them. But Chance took good care of mommy! He would bring pillows down and put on the couch and tell me to lay down. Then he'll put the blanket on me and wrap me up pretty tight, then tell me to go to sleep. Telling me "don't worry mommy, Chance watch Skylar for you". When I told him I couldn't go to sleep he said "well...umm...just rest your eyes then." So I rested on the couch. He kept wanting to give me medicine to help me feel better. He would get me a drink, then put it high so Skylar wouldn't get it. Then last night Chance told me that Santa was going to come to make me feel better. I told him that Santa can't make me feel better, but Jesus can. So we prayed instead!