Cale had a few squishy balls that seemed perfect for keeping his hands busy, one was from the Brennans in NY that Cale ended up deflating, one from Ft Bragg that he drained all the liquid out of, and then the soccer ball that I had given him when he was still at Pitt, that he pulled a part into a bazillion pieces-he's the destroyer. So, me, being the sweet wife...I went today and bought a few more balls and such to keep those bored hands busy. I got back from lunch and was so excited to give them to him! I came in and sat on his bed, big smile on my face, "Here Boy! I got you a couple things!", he grabbed them out of my hand and pushed me off the bed! He didn't stop pushing until I got up and then for the rest of the day, he held three of the balls in his left hand and didn't let me get close. Not even a kiss good night. That stinker. He better do something sweet tomorrow! :) I was going to go back and see him tonight, but suddenly it got really late, and I know I'm still going to wake up early and first thing want to go see him. I'm going to finish writing and then get some beauty sleep because one day my prince IS going to wake up and actually really SEE me!
Let all that I am wait quietly before God, for my hope is in him. He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress where I will not be shaken. My victory and honor come from God alone. He is my refuge, a rock where no enemy can reach me. O my people, trust in him at all times. Pour out your heart to him, for God is our refuge. Psalm 62:5-8