I just put Judson to bed. Without any prompting this is what he prayed. "God, help me to get a good night's sweep (sleep). Help Daddy's back to feel better, and help me not to barf anymore. In Jesus' name I pray. Amen."
It's been a month since the last time he threw up, but since there were three "episodes" within a month's time, he's a little gun shy. At least twice a week, he tells me he needs the red bowl because he thinks he's going to barf. And though I don't really think he will, I still get the bowl. I guess he's not the only one who's gun shy. :)
Thoughts on 2019...
5 years ago
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