Thursday, December 16, 2010
The other night, Emerson had his first ear infection. He was also running a high fever. We decided that we should get him some medicine. So, we went to get it and it wasn't there. We preceded to look every where for it. Then I had Emerson say a little sweet prayer asking to find the medicine and to get better. About a minute later, Jason came down with the medicine. We had been looking for red on the container, but forgot that the last one we bought was a generic brand that was just white. I actually looked at the bottle a couple of times while looking, but it just didn't look like what I was looking for. This was one of those tender moments that just make me believe that prayer works.