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Aaron’s started VPK this year and we just got his first weekend project. His teacher traced his body and we were supposed to decorate it to look like Aaron. Here are some pictures.

Before:

After:

I’ve had a cold for five days now. Last night, after I got home from work, I had a “stuffy” right ear. No big deal, I thought, the pressure will just go away. I deal with the pressure in my ears when I fly and am accustomed to it just going away after a few days. I assumed the pressure in my ear now would do the same. So I woke up this morning, by myself in Aaron’s bed (don’t ask) and I noticed right away that the pressure in my right ear was in fact gone!  w00t!…? No. It moved to my left ear (where it is currently residing).

Meri asked me to go to a Centra Care last night, when the symptoms first appeared. I didn’t. Why? cuz I’m a guy and guys don’t go to doctors [generally speaking of course]. So I finally went this morning.

So what does all of this have to do with the title of the blog post? Patience…

Well, when I finally got home, Meri was visibly upset about something. Whatever could it be I wondered?? So I did what I (now) view as a dumb thing, and I …(wait for it)… asked her – woops.

So we start arguing about how I don’t listen and I should have gone last night and blah blah blah. In the middle of arguing, I say something along the lines of “I don’t need this right now, I’m sick” – wah wah wah. Long story short, childcare was the reason for the anger! My wife needed to dump her frustration and I was the moron that opened the door. No big deal, it happens all the time.

Still, you’re probably wondering what all of this has to do with the post title, right? Ok, here goes.

Well, right after I said “I don’t need this right now, I’m sick”, Aaron hops off of the couch, with his Gameboy in hand and he walks over to us. Aaron put his hand on mine we had a small heart-to-heart talk:

Aaron: Daddy, do you know what will heal you?

Daddy (me): What will Aaron?

Aaron: Jesus. Jesus will heal you and make you feel better. My teacher prayed for me and ask Jesus to heal the boo boo on my knee.

[Mommy and Daddy start laughing, stop arguing]

So there you have it, straight from my 4 year old son, Jesus heals!