I’m back to living the life of a peasant.

Last week Lucy got a phone call that her dad had passed away suddenly so she flew home that night to be with her family for the funeral. Then, while she was home, her daughter who is pregnant with her first child started bleeding and had to be admitted to the hospital. The baby needs to be delivered, but is still too small so they have her daughter in ICU and are trying to hold out for a few more days. So instead of going home for vacation in September to take care of her daughter and spend time with her first grandbaby, she’s going to take her vacation now under much different circumstances. Poor Lucy.

We’re praying that Lucy’s daughter is fine and that the baby is as healthy as possible considering it’s probably going to be born about 8 weeks early.

Meanwhile the boys are realizing how much Lucy did around the house. Yesterday Calvin said, “Wow, things are really different around here.” Yep. The serfs have been put to work. Folding laundry, vacuuming, picking up around the house, washing dishes, getting their own cereal and watching the baby. We’ve got to live like regular people for the next 6 weeks or so until Lucy returns. It’s not a pretty sight. Time to get out the mop and bucket . . .