There are few things quite so frustrating as having a toddler with a cold at home, especially if said toddler doesn’t talk very much and really only wants to snuggle with mama in order to feel better.
Last week was tough week. Youngest Daughter wasn’t the only one not feeling well, though with the older kids, it’s been more of a day here and a day there. Furthermore, it’s easier to physically disconnect – none of the others follow me around and cry when they can’t be held when they are sick.
Yes, this was supposed to be a Sunday post, but like many things, it’s been postponed until the time that I have some little bit of breathing room.
In any case, apart from trying to keep everyone healthy, it was the type of week that sometimes one just has to get through. I don’t mean to make light of the fact that each day is a God-given gift, because that is the truth. No day that He creates is bad. Yet we live in a fallen world, and there are things that come in that create tremendous loads of strife and stress. It’s during these times, it’s important to still remember what is good.
In the midst of kind of feeling like I was falling apart, I contacted a priest whom I have known for a long time and also consider a friend. Despite the fairly late hour, he was there to listen, and I am extremely grateful for that.
Breath of Hallelujah 
It sounds like you planted your quince tree yourselves? Even if you didn’t, bravo for not taking it out! Congratulations on a beautiful fruit 🙂
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We planted two regular quince trees in the front, and two quince bushes in the back. Unfortunately, the bushes didn’t survive; the area over there was probably much too shady. They were little sticks when we got them, and the first couple winters we sheltered them with rose cones. We’re kind of at the northern edge of where they grow, from what I understand, so we’ll see if they do much in the future producing fruit.
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How nice to have fruit! Will you make jam? We have 2 apple trees that only produced a few apples this year. A local orchard provided our apples this year ($18 for a half bushel, which is too much really) + we’ve been eating apple slices dipped in peanut butter, apple crisp, fresh apple juice and I hope to make apple butter.
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Well, this was the only quince fruit we got, but it’s the first one we’ve ever gotten. The top of it was split open a little (I probably should have picked it earlier) but it served as an interesting thing for the kids to examine – my 8-year-old even brought it to school!
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