Hallelujah!

Almost as if Evan's throw up purged him of the evil within his body, we had a great evening. Maybe it was an exorcism.

I had actually forgotten what it was like to put all the kids down in a nice, peaceful manner. Evan couldn't stop telling Regina and me that he loved us. He kissed the scratch on my forehead from one of his previous fits. Before, seeing that scratch would make him laugh.

At dinner he said his stomach hurt a little bit, so continue to pray that the medicine will not upset his stomach. Hopefully, he will get used to it. Also, pray that this was not a fluke and that we have turned a major corner and are now on the road to recovery.

And notice the time of this post. Yes, they were all in bed by 8:20!