Our week started out in a fairly predictable way. John, frantically continued editing "the beast" (a.k.a. his dissertation), Cally hung out with Meike and Nate, and I went to school. On Tuesday, I got the stomach flu (which stinks any way you slice it, but triply sucks when you are 8 months pregnant and have an almost 2-year old daughter who doesn't quite get it when she's told her Mom is "sick").
On Wednesday, I arrived home to this:
A huge wind storm rocketed through this part of the world, devastating tons and tons of trees and some unfortunate homes. One such tree happened to fall in our back yard-- within feet of our porch. Power was knocked out, school was canceled on Thursday, and the buzz of chain saws has been heard almost constantly since then.
John managed to finish his edits by candlelight on Wednesday and Thursday nights and submitted the beast for final review by his committee. With a huge sigh of relief and anxious anticipation of the defense next week, we both reveled in the idea of having some uninterrupted family time.
We've still got a long way to go with the clean up, but we did take a break to buy a Christmas tree with Cally on Saturday:
And somehow, amongst the chaos, this girl let us know that she can count to seven (though in this video she stopped at five)
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