Yesterday I had the opportunity to see what a brave little girl Alison really is. She was in the hospital for about 9 hours, being poked, prodded, stuck, and taped. She was funny with the doctors, telling them to get out and to stop talking to her Mommy!! Wouldn't you? :-) But in between, she was happy and smiling, playing and reading. She was jumping up and down while Kim and I were exhausted. She's amazing! It was hard to see her go through all of that, but she was so good! Even in between bouts of getting sick on the way home, she was chatting and laughing. When I got home all I could do was hug my kids so tight. Unfortunately I have even less patience with Trent's tantrums about his lid not matching his sippy cup!! Lord help me!