And if you could pray for him (and Grace) I sure would appreciate it. He is not normally a complainer when it comes to illness (you should have seen him sail through chicken pox! Unbelievable!), so when he's holding his ear, crying his little heart out, and saying,
"mommy, why did Adam and Eve have to sin so that we have diseases?"
"I feel like God hates me 'cause He's allowing me to hurt so bad"
it KILLS me!
I really, really, really don't want to have to take him (and therefore, all the others with me) to the doctor's office, because the flu is running RAMPANT right now in these parts, and I don't want to come home with a cure for an ear infection, only to have to go right back for 9 rounds of tamiflu.
As an interesting note, however:
As Christopher laying moaning on the couch, I told the other kids (those who didn't feel like they were that sick) to clean up quickly, and to offer up their little sacrifice of cleaning CHEERFULLY for Christopher and his ear... and lo and behold, the moaning stopped and he was able to FALL ASLEEP. Thank You, Jesus, for that little bit of relief for my brave little guy!