Jack's (unprompted, all-by-himself) Prayer Tonight

Dear God,
Thank you for today.
Thank you for Grandmama and Grandpapa,
for Kaydie and Sarah.
Thank you for my momma.
And thank you for Daddy.
Thank you for JoJo. And help her feel better.
Amen


Here's the back story of line 7. Several weeks ago B and I planned to go see Randy Travis in Gruene. It was this past weekend and JoJo was so sweet to come (all the way from Dallas) to keep the boys for us.

Well, the Bowers' casa was ravaged by the stomach bug beginning a couple of weeks ago; each of us experiencing it at least 3 days apart. By last Friday night we were pretty much good to go. We were all skinnier and every square corner of the house had been Lysoled. Every square corner.

We'd planned to have my mom's birthday dinner at our house that night and felt well enough to host. All of the guests were well aware of our illness and waved off our reminders that the bug could still be around even though everything had been Lysoled. What a great time!

Saturday morning Aunt Sarah came over to keep the boys until JoJo arrived and so that we could head to Gruene.

Then...Sunday afternoon around 4, I got the call. Mom called to tell me some of our plans needed to change since all four of them-Mom, Sarah, Grandmama, and Grandpapa-had been hit by the bug late Saturday night.

We headed back this morning to find that sweet JoJo wasn't feeling so well either. That's our sad story of the bug. Hopefully the end of our 'bug' story.