We've had our fair share of it.
And just when you get used to Trusting the No, God hands you a Yes.
Sometime in May, our couch will be a bit fuller.
A friend's relative called us this week offering us the highest honor I can think of and we accepted.
The newest baby boy Mohr will arrive sometime in the end of April via a private/independent adoption. And now, more than ever, I can declare that God is crazy and insanely creative.
By the way, that means our trimesters are about a month long, if we're lucky.
Which is why this post will stay short. I...uh...have a few things to do.