Why I'm a slacker

I was going to do a nice long blog post tonight and catch everyone up on our lives the last couple of weeks. But alas, my children have all been sick (5/6 throwing up last night), and then tonight Turner decided to throw another seizure into the mix. All while Dix is out of town.

Thank goodness for big kids.

They save me. I love them, heck, I even like them most of the time. They are a huge support to me, they help relieve my burden. I am so grateful for them. What nice young men they are turning out to be.

I am going to take Turner to the doctor as soon as I can and see if I can get to the bottom of this. He has several strange/quirky personality traits that are just enough off to make me think that there is something wrong. He is thriving in school, so I don't necessarily feel compelled to get a diagnosis and seek therapy or something, but if there is a way that I can help him, and I don't do it, then I will always have regrets. So off to the doctor we go.

As soon as everyone stops barfing.

Don't mind the goofball flexing in the background. I can't get a picture of my kids without somebody doing something weird. They must all be related to me.