In time, we arrived home. Jobe was happy to be here, but I know he misses his mom. See that bottle on the table? That is her milk. I don't know how she managed to provide a supply for the whole five days that we will have Jobe with us, but she did.
Love, I guess.
As I was working on my computer, Kalib came into my office to feed the fish. Soon, Margie came in with the phone. It was Lavina, eager to talk to her eldest son. Kalib took the phone and looked at it. He heard his mother's voice.
Kalib didn't have much to say, but he gave her a kiss over the phone. Did you feel it, Lavina?
In the evening, Jobe grew very sleepy. Margie put him in the Apache cradle board that his great aunt LeeAnn made for him. He fell asleep.
Jobe, asleep in his cradle board.
Caleb returned home. Kalib was overjoyed to see him.
;)
Caleb and Kalib. As usual, Kalib insisted that we turn the Christmas lights on.
Soon, Kalib grew tired, too.
We all grew tired. We all went to bed. Margie and I didn't really sleep all that much, though, as Jobe kept waking us up. I remember how hard it was when our children were babies and we had to get them through that time when they would wake us at all hours with needs that had to be met. It was hard and I longed to sleep. It seemed at the time that there would never again come a night that we could sleep all the way through. Yet, such nights did come - and, oh, so rapidly.
Jacob and Lavina go through this on a daily basis now, yet still get up and go to work.
It was tough last night, too. I just wanted to sleep. Yet, what I now know is what an honor and privilege it is to be woken up at night by a little person fully dependent upon your care.
Soon, some of us will go see some dinosaurs. Margie does not think she will go. She plans to stay here with Jobe.