Please Bless...

Despite yesterday's disasters, I am excited to be visiting my sister-in-law (who happens to share my name) while her husband (my brother) is out of town on business. She and her husband have a great deal worked out where they bring someone out to visit whenever he's gone (which will be a lot this year), to make it a bit more fun (and bearable) for her and her kids. I'm having fun, the kids are having fun (their cousins are cute and fun!), and the bonus is that we're also near my parents and another brother/sis-in-law (who have an adorable baby boy). This paragraph has too many parentheses. (Don't you think?)

Today Nancy told me a cute story about something her daughter Naomi said. Before we came, Nancy was telling her kids about Robbie and his condition; she's always good at taking moments like that to teach her children. Well, when it was Naomi's turn to say the prayer that night, apparently she asked for Robbie to be "ok." After the prayer, Nancy explained that Robbie is ok, but that his body is just different. Naomi said something to the effect of, "I know, but I was asking for him to be ok with that."

A pretty good request.

(Nancy, I hope I didn't butcher that story. Feel free to edit/correct)

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Streaking for Pediatric Stroke, Day 18