Heavy Laden {with pictures}

In the spirit of lightening the mood, here are some pics from the last couple of months...

The Vikings shirts Elise and Leah are wearing were made by Mark. Yes, made! One football Sunday, those two were feeling sad and left out because they didn't have any Vikings paraphernalia to wear. A couple of old t-shirts, one large pack of Sharpies, and my husband's artistic talent later......and voila!

This was taken of Lily just a few days before she got so sick and ended up in the hospital.

While searching for an apple orchard to pick our own this year, we came across this little gem....

It was a small-ish, family-owned farm...

The apples were in the peak of perfection...

The trees were smaller and easy to pick from...

And, we were even able to pick Honey Crisp...

The son in the family loaned us his wagon for all of the bags we purchased...

I don't think they normally have people who come to pick as many apples as we picked!

Check out Lily's potty watch! It arrived in the mail just a few days before Lily ended up in the hospital, but it's been amazingly helpful!

If you give a daddy a garage to clean, his three little princesses might decide to build a house out of old linoleum and chairs....

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Happy Halloween!

As is our custom, the girls trick-or-treated at Mark's grandma's building again this year. Unfortunately, Lily was unable to go, being that she had just been discharged from the hospital.

This was taken right before the girls left (ignore the dinner all over Lily's face).

While they were gone, Lily and I snuggled, watched Veggie Tales, and did nebs/vest treatments. After they got back, it was Lily's turn to trick-or-treat. Mark and the other girls went up to their bedrooms, and Lily knocked on each door to fill her jack-o-lantern with treats. (I followed along behind to make sure her oxygen tubing didn't get stuck on anything.)

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As of today, Lily is doing much better. Her O2 sats are in the upper 90's in room air, and she's finally tolerating it very well, without paying for it later with awful nights and massive O2 needs the next day! Her lungs still sound squeaky and creaky with occasional crackles, but I'm very happy with all the positive gains she's made.