i must recant...

so isaac had a good morning and his nose seemed to clear up...then he lifted his legs too far off the floor and fell flat on his back. he started crying and then came the snot. the poor kid is still sick and i just wanted so badly to believe he was better. i think he's a little better, but i can still tell he's sick. poor baby. on the flipside, the missionaries stopped by today and gave a little prayer on their way off asking for a quick recovery for isaac. that was sweet of them. i also got to share my conversion story with them. i always like to think it's a pick-me-up for missionaries. presumptuous? maybe, but it makes me feel better :)