Pink Eyes and Blue Skies

Last night was Daniel's last dose of medication for his pink-eye. His eye was still a little on the yucky side last night, so I was worried about bringing him to church this weekend. The doctor said he's fine to be around other people, but I'm more worried about other moms being worried that their kids are going to catch it. So the decision was made last night that Daniel and I would stay home from church, and Grandma and Grandpa would take the big kids to church with them. Unfortunately, Grandma called this morning sounding terrible, announcing that she and Grandpa are sick with the crud. Thus, for the second week in a row, nobody is going to church this weekend.

It was a beautiful morning. It was 68 degrees with bright blue skies.


After breakfast, I loaded the kids up with some old bread to go feed the ducks at our favorite walking park. Our park had previously been under water as a result of the hurricanes. It's nice to be able to enjoy our park again.
When we got to the park, we were expecting a quiet walk. However, I wasn't aware that there was some sort of Christian ministries benefit walk today. Each of the kids were given a balloon.
We always have to stop by the fountain at the park. It brings everyone great pleasure to toss pennies into the streams of water.
The water was finally below our favorite walking dock. We were able to see quite a few turtles floating in the water.
The kids were racing ahead of me, looking for the next super-cool thing to look at. Between the turtles and the ducks, it was a pretty exciting walk.

We fed the ducks all of the bread that we had brought with us. Daniel wandered down a little way from us and fed the birds instead of the ducks.

We were home in time for lunch. After lunch, we brought Daddy a get well balloon and some artwork for his walls. The kids enjoyed visiting him in the hospital. Keith was looking great. He feels pretty good, aside from his IV infiltrate. The doctor said Keith might come home Sunday night or Monday morning.

On our way from the hospital, I called Grandma and she suggested we all meet up at a pizza place down the street for dinner. I had a wonderful eggplant parmesan sandwich. Unfortunately, the kids were not behaving their best, and there was pouting from all of us.