plan A, plan B, plan C

Plan A: Matt travels this weekend.... headed to a nearby province where he'll see and stay with one of my dearest friends and her family.

Ashlei texts me Wednesday at noon: "Matt should bring Isaac". 

Enter Plan B.  Matt and I talk it through - Isaac would love to travel with his Daddy, he could spend his days playing with their four year old son, the flights are fairly cheap.  By 8pm we've bought Isaac's ticket and Isaac falls asleep wondering if he'll pack his sleeping bag. 

Until this afternoon at 4pm.  When Isaac threw up the entire contents of his stomach.  Three times.  No travel for you little buddy.

Plan C: Isaac and the stomach virus stay home while Daddy travels.  Sweet little guy only owned his plane ticket for about 24 hours. 

God showed me this afternoon so clearly that He will provide my every need.  We had two dinner guests who blessed us incredibly while I loved on my little guy.  One guest I wasn't even expecting until this morning and he held Luke for 90 minutes.  Luke, who is stranger-wary and usually fusses his  way through the late afternoon hours, was quiet and content in his arms.  The other sweet ayi listened to two Frog and Toad stories from Julianna and chased John Paul while I cleaned up puke. 

So I walk into the weekend confident.  God is good to me. 

We also covet your prayers.  John Paul is scheduled to enter the hospital on Monday with a tentative Wednesday cleft palate repair surgery.  If he gets this stomach bug the surgery is off.  I have a hunch it's already passed through his system, since he had some major stomach issues last week.... I'm wondering if Isaac is just dealing with the virus a bit differently. 

Even if the virus already hit John Paul we still have three children to go.  Let's hope our new washing machine is up to the challenge ;)