Yesterday was rough. Between lunchtime and bedtime, Greg turned into the booger-man… and a very crabby one at that. He was running a fever and had a major “number 11” going on (the phrase we use here to describe kids who run around with boogers hanging out of each nostril.) He was not a happy camper, and neither was I, since Brian is out of town and we’re also planning to take a little trip to the village this weekend. Not the time to have a sick kiddo.
So I asked our prayer supporters to pray about it, and today has been so much better! I was really surprised at how well he has done today. Still has a bit of a cold, but he was smiling and playing again. What a relief!
Greg is quite the bookworm lately. He spends about half (or more!) of his play time surrounded by books – turning the pages over and over, and yes, turning the books inside out sometimes too.
This is the reaction I get when I say “oops!” I found out by accident yesterday when I was reading him Blue Hat, Green Hat by Sandra Boynton that he thinks it’s hilarious. All of a sudden, the miserable, sick baby in my lap started giggling every time I read the word “oops.” (I must have read it to him 10 times in a row yesterday.)
He’s really gaining confidence in standing alone. I have yet to get a great photo of him doing it. This one is still a bit blurry, but it’s the best I have so far.
It’s so nice to have him almost back to normal. Thanks for praying.