This is a picture of Sammy with the cake I made for his Birthday. He's certainly come a long way in three years.
We're going to Saigon tonight.
Okay, so we're actually going to Saigon Vietnamese restaurant, but doesn't that sound cool. We have been watching a video series about the underground church in Vietnam with our Sunday school class. So tonight we will be taking the youth group out for Vietnamese food. Then after dinner we will be going to St. Patrick's Catholic church to listen to the priest who is a Vietnamese refugee. I am really excited and am praying that we will have a good turnout.
Nana and Papa will be coming over to watch the kids. Sammy is sick with Bronchiolitis. At least his lungs sound clear. The interesting thing is that when the doctor listened to him she noted that he has a heart murmur. She'll listen to him again in a couple of weeks and decide if he needs an echocardiogram (basically an ultrasound of the heart).
Naomi also had to see the doctor today. She has blood in her stool. Maybe from giardia. Maybe from a protein allergy. Maybe from an anal cyst (which was discovered on examination). Maybe intestinal irritation from overfeeding (she's gained 1.5 pounds in the last two weeks).
And just so you know exactly how all together I am. I completely forgot the diaper bag when we went to the doctor. Fortunately, they have extra diapers there. Now I just have to remember to mail in the copay.
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I really like that cake. Good Job.
Saigon was interesting. The two youth that came were very brave in ordering weird things and then didn't like it so much (duck noodle soup, seaweed drink, squid, etc).
The talk with the Pastor went well, but not great. The language barrier made it hard, but not too hard to understand him, but also caused to speak in a slow monotone. His story of escaping the communists was very interesting. Think small rickety fishing boat with 40 people int it in the open seas going from Vietnam to Indonesia with a stop in the middle in Malaysia to be robbed.
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