My baby boy

I'm asking for prayers for my mister Conrey.  He has been complaining of headaches since before Christmas.  The doctors are attributing it to ear pain/pressure, though his ears have not been infected.  Two strong antibiotics later, he's still complaining of the headaches.  Everyone (my dad included) are convinced that it is ear-related.  I certainly hope and pray that that is all it is.  When your 1-1/2-year-old is playing happily and bursts out in tears saying, "HEAD!  OWWWW!" it is truly heartbreaking.  On his first round of antibiotics, he didn't complain of his head as much days 2, 3, and 4 on the med, so I thought that it was helping.  Then, it got back to normal after that.  He probably complains of it 20-30 times per day and I am just so sad for him.  SO, if you all would be praying about that, I would appreciate it.

Now, on a lighter note, I have a story to tell on my funny little man.  He really has been hilarious lately.  From goofy faces to funny things that he says, his personality is really shining through.  My sister is now selling Premier jewelry and has a mannequin (named Meagan) that she uses to model her jewelry at her parties.  It is a dressform where it is just the body on a stand.  On Saturday, she had a party at my parents' house.  I came home from it to find Conrey running a high fever and actually complaining of his ears hurting (he hadn't been the rest of the headache time).  So, I decided to take him to the walk-in clinic rather than wait until Monday for his dr's office to be open.  Anyway, I took Cassie over to stay with my mom and Dani was still there with her mannequin, Meagan.  Conrey had been very lethargic and had had his head on my shoulder just laying there.  He wouldn't go to Grannie or Grandpa, which is highly unusual.  My dad gave him his favorite candy, Sour Patch Kids, and he gave them to my mom.  Those 2 things told me that I had a sick little boy.  All of the sudden, his little head popped up, his finger stretched out pointing at Meagan (the mannequin) and he said, "UH-OH!" with a very concerned look on his face.  I guess I should mention that Meagan had on a shirt and skirt, but was very obviously headless.  He reached out and touched where her head would have been and said again, "UH-OH!!!"  It was like, "Didn't you all hear me the first time?  That girl's got a problem!"  I said, "Oh, baby.  It's okay.  It's just pretend.  It's not real."  He looked at me, shrugged, and laid his head back down.

We all laughed so hard because he was just so worried about Meagan's headless state and it was funny that he even recognized it and questioned it feeling as rotten at he did!

Anyway, thanks for the prayers and I hope you got a chuckle out of my little story.  Peace out!