The battle goes on

The days are long. The road is hard. I am weary. I am tired. I don't want to give up or give in but my spirits are broken. I'm ready, so ready, for the easy road. However, I did not chose the easy road. I chose the hard road a long time ago and there is not a way to change my path. I'm here. I'm fighting for right. 

I took Edward to the allergist. It was terrible. We learned he has emerging allergies to dogs, mulberry, sagebrush, milk, and ragweed. 

He is on allergy medicine now. I hope it helps. I am trying to avoid his fourth surgery. 

I took Nolen to red light green light on Thursday for play group. He had a fun time. 

On Friday, Nolen and his friend Olivia gave eachother dirt showers right before school. I just died laughing because it was school picture day. Ha! 

Last, but not least, these two boys are still coming to church with me. I don't know how much longer I can influence them to come with me but I treasure my Sunday's with them. They are growing up and ready to make their own choices. Edward will be eight in one year. He has a big decision to make. I love him. He is my sweet little boy. Always.