My role in all this is nurturing the combined children of our two families. Let's just say I've stepped into the world of seven children and conversion vans.
Jackson's been sick, really sick. But thankfully he's smiling and eating today. And that awful fever is gone. Last night I really felt like Jackson's illness was Satan's attempt to wedge his way in. Thankfully Tater came to my side and his faith-filled prayer for his brother encouraged my heart and I knew God was going to heal Jackson. And He did. Like I said, he's smiling and I haven't seen that for 2 days.