Robert's Doing Fine

Well, he's doing as well as can be expected. We picked him up this afternoon at the surgery center. We went to the little room where he was and I tried as best I could to explain to Lily what was happening. I told her "Daddy has a big owie and we need to take care of daddy". She looked at him in the hospital bed and said, very sadly, "Daddy owie. Poor poor daddy". She wanted to climb on him right away and when she couldn't, she insisted on giving him a kiss. She wanted to help him with everything. She helped him put his shoes on and she helped the nurse push him in the wheelchair. The whole way home she repeated over and over and over again, "Daddy owie. Poor poor daddy". This little girl is very empathetic and very concerned about her daddy. Have I ever mentioned that she is just the sweetest thing? I think her spiritual gifts may be mercy and service, but I'm sure it's too soon to really tell. Anyway, we are thankful God has answered our prayers and that Robert is safely home here with us. We love you daddy. Get well soon!