The blocked nose
I know it doesn't look like they are sick but we all are! And they're pretending to take their temperature, Elliot with the thermometer, and Emma with her piece of bread.
What a week it has been. I had planned to take three days off work so that I could take the kids out. Wanted to take them to watch High-5, Emma to the library, Elliot for a kindermusik class, among other things. In the end, the most exciting thing we did was probably taking the bus and train to town to meet Clarence for lunch on Monday.
Then, Emma had a fever and started coughing. The next day, it was Elliot's turn. By the third day, I was down and out. Every night this week, we've been praying for recovery, and yesterday, Emma decided it was her turn to pray.
Emma: Mummy, are you not well?
Me: Yes, I've got a blocked nose too.
Emma: Oh, so sad. Can we pray to Jesus?
Me: Yes. Can you pray for mummy please?
Emma: Okay. I will pray for you.
Dear Jesus,
Thank you for your blocked nose.
Amen.