Ghetto Fences

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Gracious! Life has been full and sweet this past month! I have had the absolute blessed privilege of cuddling my sweet little man over and over. We are adjusting beautifully to Vince joining our family. The girls still jump at the chance to hold him or help change his diaper, which is just beautiful! Faye is becoming rather adept at dirty diaper changing! And Keith is the biggest help ever! He is always on hand when I need someone to hold Vince so that I can do anything that needs two arms. And it is the sweetest thing ever! And Beth makes me laugh all the time. "Mommy," she says, "Vince is looking at me with his cute little eyes!"

At the beginning of April I started watching my friend's little girls again. They are so much fun and really keep me busy. I had been lobbying since I began watching the girls for a fence to be put up. And the trampoline. That way, when the baby was born, I would be able to feed him, take care of him, and the girls could play safely in the back yard. Last week was the lucky week where we got the trampoline up, and yesterday the fence was installed. Yay!

I know my fence isn't anything fancy, but it serves its purpose. It is made of some garden fence posts, and pig wire. But I don't care about that. I don't care that it looks all kinds of ghetto. I care so much that the children can now play outside without me worrying about their safety! My dad came by, and he got the whole thing installed while I was feeding Vince. It is now such a relief for me. One less thing to worry about. All in all, life has been treating us very well, indeed.

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