Believe in Miracles!

I'm posting to ask you to please pray for my Uncle Jon. He is fifty-three years old, married to my mom's sister Deb, and father to some of the best cousins around (Katie, Em, and Nick). He's been sick this summer and was referred to Mayo Clinic about two weeks ago for some further testing. On Monday, September 14, he had a liver biopsy. During the biopsy, the doctors cut his hepatic artery and he bled for about twelve hours before they could find the source of the bleeding and stop it. Because of the massive amount of blood loss, he went into cardiac arrest. He's been in a coma since (but is starting to wake up!) and was just activated on the liver transplant list. During his hospitalization, he's survived some major surgeries and proven over and over again that he's a fighter! He has a long, hard road ahead of him, but we believe in miracles! Please pray for continued healing for Jon and strength and peace for Debbie and the kids. Thank you!

If you would like to follow his progress, check out https://www.carepages.com/carepages/jonlenzen. You have to become a member to view the page, but its free!

The Daycare Diet and Workout Plan

Ok, I'll explain. Daycare is hard work. When I started three weeks ago, my mom told me doing daycare would be the hardest work I ever did. I only half believed her. Now I fully understand.

Here's the plan:

1. Pushing a four-child stroller with four children in it. Double workout points for pushing it up hills or through gravel. Holy cow.

2. Jumping over baby gate hurdles while carrying babies.

3. Someone needs something every time I try to take a bite of food. I'm lucky to get in five bites a day.

4. Sprinting at lightning speeds up the stairs every time you even think you hear a baby crying. Quiet them before anyone else wakes up!

5. Sprinting back down the stairs, hoping nobody has been seriously injured in the last thirty seconds.

6. Other running. Pretty much all day long.

I swear I'll be in supermodel shape in no time.

Jellies!

I love jellies. No, I'm not in seventh grade, but there's just something about that plastic smell and the way they stick to your feet. I bought these jellies last summer, ignoring loud protests from my sister Bethany. She does not like jellies and really doesn't think adults should buy them. Sadie was so excited to try her jellies for the first time that she was crying with excitement and trying to pull them off to get a better look! Ok, so maybe she doesn't love jellies yet. . . just give her a couple years.