This boy...
He will cause me to go gray early.
Last night at dinner, he started choking on a large piece of chicken. At first we didn't know what was happening but Zoey figured it out as Jake jumped up and silently freaked out as he struggled to communicate what was wrong.
I jumped up from the table and administered the Heimlich as panicked thoughts of, "What am I going to do if it doesn't come out?" raced through my mind.
Thankfully the offending chicken piece flew out on the first thrust. Jake was shaking and crying and clung to me as I breathed a prayer of thankfulness to the Lord.
And then the dog rushed over and ate the chicken.
Nice.
