OK, first off, how awesome is it that January is pregnant??!! I seriously screamed and jumped around the living room when she called to tell me (L and J looked at me like I was insane. How is it that two little people who think sticking their hands in the toilet bowl is lots of fun get to give me the the 'you are crazy' look?). Anyway, I am so so happy for Jan. Please keep little baby J in your prayers. Grow baby, grow!
Now, on the sad side of things, the shooting. I cannot fathom the pain of the families who lost children. In fact, I keep stopping myself from thinking too hard about it, because even the thought of it is too painful. When my husband got home last Friday, we had a very emotional evening with lots of kid snuggling. Seriously I have been hugging these little people so much this week. Last week I had a really rough week with the kids--napping and whining problems mostly. And I felt so silly after reading about the shooting. I mean who cares if I have to deal with a whiney little L. She is only 2 afterall (almost 3!).
We had a 'circle the wagons' weekend in order to be together as a family and truly appreciate our kids. I realize this in no way changes or makes up for the horrible horrible things that happened, but it was our way of coping.
I don't know why things like this happen. It is so contrary to any kind of goodness and love. It is times like this though that I wish my doubting faith was stronger. I want to really fully believe those kids are dancing around in Heaven. For now, I hope God pulled them right into his arms.