Ya'll Rock Man by Lew

I been blawg blocked for a bit...

The lady with the four babies or whatever in her belly seems to have a lot to blawg about eh?

Okay, yeah, the title of this blog - That's right, all you, ya'll rock man! Ya'll know who you are. Family, friends, people we have never met - not a day goes by where we don't think about, shake our heads about, and hold back the tears for all the crazy stuff ya'll are doing for our family. Heck man, people we have never met, people who have never met us? Ya'll are crazy!

Seriously though, Tonya and I know that ya'llses prayers have helped us and The Quads. My knuckles are all jacked up from knocking on wood, but gosh dang man our Specialist, the man that deals with the miracle we are going through kind of a lot, said Tonya should be the freakin' posterchild for quad moms! The Quads = perfect! We wonder how the heck all can be going so well? As we've mentioned, something about percentages and stuff when you are pregnant with four babies are just so not in your favor. Then it hits us, we have hundreds of prayers peppering the man each night - he has no choice but to throw some bones down to Bellaire for us!

So, I had a chat with my girl Meadow on Tuesday night (had a bit of alone time on the homestead). I asked her what she thought would be a good start for somehow putting together a Masta Thank You Plan to all ya'll nutzos. She said we should start by treating each and everyone of ya'll as family.

Ya'll are welcome to our house, any day, any time. Period. We know ya'll have helped us in so many different ways, we want everyone that has thought of us, said a prayer for us, anything, we want ya'll to be a part of this. This is a miracle! Ya'll are helping with this miracle. So, by the power vested in Lew, ya'll are hereby considered honorary Aunts, Uncles, Nieces, Nephews, Grandmas, Grandpas, etc.

We just love ya'll - thank you.

Not sure what gives with the 'ya'll' thing, but it came to my fingers and they just had to type it that way...

Love Ya'll
Lew