Say a little prayer

While you're reading this, say a little prayer for Greg and Elsi.
Every day this week she's cried inconsolably for no apparent reason
while I've been at work. Yesterday, Greg was holding her in his easy
chair, rocking and she was fine; he coughed and she lost it, to never
quite recover. He's at his wits' end and could use a little divine
intervention!

While we're on prayer requests . . . pray for Lily, Daniel (my
brother) and Tasha's baby girl. She's been in the NICU for a LONG time
(over 12 weeks, but I'm not sure the exact amount), way past her due
date now, but still not eating well. Pray that she would eat so they
can take her home!

"Real" Food

Elsi had her first "real" food Tuesday night. She's had rice cereal by
itself and with banana, but last night she had part of what we were
eating, but ground-up of course: rice and yellow squash. She made a
lot of funny faces, spit a lot of it out unintentionally, and seemed
to not quite be able to swallow without gagging at times. We'll
probably wait a few weeks before we try it again or else we'll water
down the food more. We're guessing it was a little too thick for her
current swallowing abilities. It was fun to have her at the table
"eating" with us.

This morning, Ben told Greg he wants three sisters.