February Fun

We had a fun-filled February! When you pack so much into the shortest month of the year, that month REALLY flies by.

Joel celebrated his birthday with lots of friends at a combined party with a couple other great pals. We rented out the field house at Lincolnway Central just like we did last year. It was a perfect mid-winter energy burner!

 Ti-Ti had a great 40th birthday party with friends and family at a local bowling alley. The place is small, quaint, and very old-school...but was perfect for the occasion!

 We pulled off another successful fun fair at church. The team worked hard and pulled off the event despite some last minute changes in plans. The whole Sturm family was involved with helping and we loved getting to serve together.

 For their birthday presents this year, the kids chose to skip getting presents and took an overnight trip to a waterpark instead. They all had a BLAST and it was especially enjoyable because of friends that joined us.

 We haven't had a super snowy winter, and when it did snow, it was usually WAY too cold to enjoy it. Though Joel was sick during one of the best snowfalls, Caleb and Leah got a chance to sled for an entire afternoon with our neighbors.

 Sickness hit the Sturm home in the worst way....a stomach bug! Joel started with it and passed it on to me. Having the mom go down with a stomach bug makes things a little crazy, but we managed. Thankfully it was a less-than-24-hours type of bug. Chief kept me company all day until the kids got home. Unfortunately, the next person to keep me company on the couch was Caleb, who came home from school and immediately claimed that his stomach hurt as well. It didn't take long for him to succumb to the bug, and it was just about the worst mom-moment when I had to muster up the strength to get over my nausea to take care of my sick kid!

We rounded out the fun of the month with a not-so-fun couple of weeks for Chief. It was finally time for him to get neutered and he was pretty miserable for the first couple of days. After those first drowsy and loopy days, he was back to his normal self, but HATED having to sport the cone-of-shame. He constantly ran into things and, worst of all, couldn't chew on his favorite bones and toys. He (and we) was so glad to finally get to the two week mark when he could run and play like normal!