Theo and ambulances

Unfortunately, Theo has had a rough couple of days. He had a really bad cough on Thursday so we called the doctor to get an appointment. Our doctor's office was closed for training so they sent us to the 'substitute' doctor. That doctor assessed Theo as being bad enough that he should go be examined at the hospital by a pediatrician (that is how they do it in England). But what was surprising to us, was that the doctor assessed Theo as bad enough that they wanted him to be sent in an ambulance instead of having Charles drive him to the hospital.

The ambulance took him to the Emergency Room and after being examined (note, you get seen a lot quicker if you arrive in an ambulance) and having a chest x-ray, they admitted him because they wanted to administer oxygen over night due to him having low oxygen levels. We were very appreciative of the doctors and care that he got while there.

Charles stayed with him in hospital Thursday night. The three times we have had to stay in hospital with one of our kids we always decide that it should be Charles who stays given the gift he has at sleeping through all noises! This is one time it really is a gift!

I then swapped places with him Friday morning so he could come back and lecture. We were really thankful for our amazing friends who stepped in and helped with Addie and Jack.

The doctors were tempted to keep Theo over Friday night as well, but left it to me to decide as he was improving and seemed well in himself. I opted to bring him home and they agreed since he had been off oxygen since lunchtime. They sent us home with his new drugs and he has been steadily improving ever since.

Today while we were in the car, Jack asked Theo about his ambulance ride:

Jack: Theo, did you like riding in the ambulance?
Theo: I didn't really like it that much.
Long Pause
Theo: I prefer our car.

And that we are very happy about. We pray there are no ambulance rides again!

A conversation among three-year-olds

Last Friday a friend took Theo to pre-school. She couldn't wait to tell me this story that took place between her three-year-old, Jos, and Theo while in the backseat of her car. The minds of three-year-olds!

Jos: Mummy, where is Henry's school?

Theo: Oo oo I know it's behind these buildings

Jos: These ones here.

Theo: No, these ones and that is where Jack goes to school in the holidays.

Katy (the mummy): Oh yeah, Jack went to holiday Bible club there.

Jos: On holiday, we played golf and did hitting the balls with the sticks.

Theo: Oh, I know hitting. Hitler did fighting in the war.

Jos: Pirates do fighting on the game I play with Daddy.

Theo: I have some toy pirates

Name That Tune

In an effort to teach Jack that 'if you play a song right people will recognize it' - here is our latest game: Name That Tune. Please people, come through for me! I need some correct guesses to show this little man that learning to play is rewarding! I know him well enough to know that we will be checking the blog often to see if any 'guesses/comments' are coming in!

Boys' Concert

Jack and Theo have really gotten into this song that we sing at church. Today at breakfast they were singing it really nicely so I asked them if they wanted to sing it for the blog. They said, yes, and here is the result as well as lyrics (in case they aren't intelligible):

Lyrics:


Jesus and his friends got in a boat
Lookin' like they're gonna drown.
Jesus yelled: 'QUIET'
and the storm was calm.
Only God can do that!
Who is this man?

He's the King of Kings,
He's the Lord of Lords.
He can heal the sick,
He can calm the storm.
He's the Son of God,
He can save us from sin.
And He calls us to follow him.

Good-bye Car

Sadly our little Honda gave out on in September. It was such a good car.

When the mechanic told me that it was going to cost £800 pounds to pass inspection and he wouldn't advise putting that money into it, I was so sad. My immediate response was 'oh I love that car. I brought two kids home from the hospital in that car.' He quickly told me, as all good mechanics will, 'Don't get attached to a car, Erin'.

I love our mechanic. Seriously, he is like the nicest man ever. Some times the kids just want to walk by and say hi to him, even when there is no need regarding the car. I cannot really blame them. He is great. So giving the car up was a bit hard for me. We sold it for scrap. I scheduled the guy to come get it the day that I was working so I would be saved the sight of seeing it leave.



That said, I did tell Charles to take pictures. Here they are for memory sake:


Our reliable friend


















And only in England - yes, only in England would someone move a car that is perfectly driveable onto a flatbed like this. It did make good entertainment for the neighbourhood kids though!