Saturday, February 06, 2010

I took Emma to the doctor yesterday and she ended up having an ear infection and possible strep. The doctor did not do a strep test because she would be treating her with antibiotics anyway. She said her throat looked red but it was her ear that was making her hurt so much. I had to take a three kids with me and I am just amazed sometimes how behaved my kids are in public. They were so good. They did get a little restless toward the end because the doctor kept us waiting in the room for over 45 minutes! Our regular doctor was not in yesterday so we had to see someone new and I do not know if it was a situation where they were just working us in. We got out of the doctor a about 5:00 and then we headed to Wal-Mart to get Emma's medicine. I put her prescription in and then Jeremy met us and we went and got something to eat. We are trying to do better about eating out but I had no idea what time I would get home and it was nice that he could take the girls home and then I could get somethings that I needed to get done at the store. Emma seems to be feeling better today but Sam woke up this morning with a fever. It has been running as high as 102.5. He says his stomach hurts but nothing else. Other then the fever he seems to be fine. So I am praying that what ever he has is just a little virus or something. Ok well I said yesterday that I had a funny story about Sam. The more I think about the story I think it is more sweet then funny. Ok here it goes. The first of January Sam had a snow day and he had to come to my work for the first time. He had only been at his new school for two days and he happen to become good buddies with a boy that is in the after school program at my work that happens to be in his class at school. Well Sam talks about this little boy all the time and they are good friends at school. On Wednesday Sam had to go to work with me and on the way home we were talking about his day. I asked him if his friend was there. I am usually gone by the time the school kids get there so I am not familiar with the kids. Sam said he was there and asked me if I saw him. I then told him that I did not know what his friend looked like and if he would describe him to me. This is how the conversation went:
Sam; "well mom you see his left leg is hard"
Me- "What do you mean his leg is hard"
Sam-" Mom you know how Jesus made me and he made my skin different from you and dad. Well Jesus made (friend) with a
hard leg"
Me- "Sam does he have a fake leg?"
Sam- "What?"
Me- "How do you know his leg is hard? DId he show you his leg"
Sam- "No, mom. One day his pant leg was up and I saw that his leg was hard and shiny"

Sam is at the age where sometimes he adds things to stories or maybe he does not quite know what is going. It was quite an interesting conversation. The next day when I got to work I asked the office about this little boy, I did state that I had a crazy question just in case Sam had totally made this up. Well indeed this little boy has a prosthetic leg. We had a laugh about my conversation about and how observant Sam was and then I started thinking. It made me so proud that Sam did not even think about the fact that his friend was different. He has talked about this boy for weeks and never once mentioned his leg. I pray that Sam always keeps that sweet attitude and I realized how much I fail at accepting people for who they are.