Today we finally made it home to our own abode, with two desperately sick children in tow. Charlotte and Isaiah had both had a rough night with fevers, coughs, and more than one sick spell. We skipped out on church to get them home sooner. Thankfully Charlotte slept most of the way home, and Isaiah played happily with his new toys and lizards. Once home, though, Charlotte perked up and Isaiah has continually gotten worse. His fever came back, his eyes are puffy and oozing, and we finally had to call the doctor for an appointment and a neighbor for a blessing. I wish I could help him feel better. I gave him cold compresses for his eyes and forehead, and laid by him and told him stories until it was time to go to the doctor.