A new day, a new dog

What a fun day we've had!  First off, we got a call from the doctor and Henry's arm isn't broken after all!  There is not a single radiologist in all of Louis Trichardt (population 270,000) and the one in the nearest city was on vacation and only looked at the x-ray today.  The doctor and the x-ray tech had thought they had seen a fracture but were waiting on the official report before putting on a real cast.  As soon as we took off the temporary cast Henry was swinging from the jungle gym.

We had 6 young men over for bible studies all morning  and James took the opportunity afterward to fire up the braai.  We had a fun afternoon grilling and hanging out.  The guys started singing at some point and it was so nice to hear.

In the afternoon the girls and I went out on a secret mission.  After Butterscotch died we promised the kids we'd get another dog...after we moved.  While searching for a kitten to surprise Charlotte for Christmas I saw this sweet thing:

The girls named her Fern and she is SOOOOO sweet.  Have you ever seen such a cute puppy?!  

The kids gave Fern a stuffed dog to play with and she's been playing with it and sleeping on it all day.  I can't get over how tiny and cute she is!  Cute overload!  The shop said that her mother is a jack russell terrier and her father is unknown.  A pure cuteness dog is what I suspect.   

In the meantime, we're still working on settling in.  I almost have the living room put together how it is going to be for now (all of the factories are closed and so I can't get furniture until mid January...same for a dining room table).  I'm hoping to get our bedroom entirely put away tomorrow (this includes our giant closet that is storage for the whole family, too).  It's fun, but tiring work and I look forward to doing it.