After a long two weeks, Dan finally came home from Honduras. He had a great time working with the people and able to help make a difference in their lives. I'll let him tell whenever he feels like blogging...but here are some photos...
As for me, we survived. The final draw was the sunday that my father-in-law was suppose to come in and help out..that morning, I noticed Jed was having some difficulty breathing from 4 am on, everything just seemed labored. He didn't cry just appeared to have a hard time getting his breath. I call Aunt Patty and she was here within 5 min. I was off to the ER with Jed while she took care of Isaac and picked up Steve. Thank God there was no one in the ER, Jed was seen right away and given steriods and breathing treatments. It took him awahile t finally breathing better for awhile we all thought he was going to have to stay overnight for observation, he is such a sweet baby. Most of the time, he just slept in my arms as we waited for the medications to kick in. Seeing Steven when we finally got home was a relief. That week sure went by a lot faster and the kids seem to perk up more. When Dan came home, Isaac literally got so excited he couldn't get any of his words out and Jed just sat on his lap in awe. It was sweet and great to have him home...
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