Sunday morning Annie woke up with what turned out to be a bladder infection. Poor baby. But she said she felt fine enough to go to church for a little while until the urgent care center opened so we headed out. When I picked her up from Sunday school I could tell she wasn't feeling so well and she informed me that her clothes were wet. On the way to the urgent care center we had to stop at Wal-mart and buy a shirt, pair of pants, socks and panties just to get us there. Expensive little trip to the doctor but thank goodness it was morning and not late at night sitting in the ER. It was indeed an infection and after 1 1/2 hours of waiting in a room full of very ill children we left with a prescription in hand. Okay, that's not the funny part.
That evening, as Mark was trying to decide whether or not to brave taking Annie to church Ella voices her opinion. "Dad, I want to go to church." "Ella, Annie isn't feeling very well so we are probably going to stay home tonight." "Dad, we can take Annie to the hospital and we can go to church." Such a loving and concerned sister.
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Ella sounds like Molly...she can figure something for the others to do in order that she gets to do what she wants to do. Funny kids!!
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