Bologna!

I forgot to write about this when I wrote Micah's broken arm blog. The funniest part of the ordeal was when he was coming out of sedation. He had just started to respond to us (prior to that when we would ask him something he would turn to us but stare blankly or just blink) and I asked him if he was hungry. He said, in a tiny quiet voice, "yes". "What would you like to eat?" I asked him. He looked at me and answered, "a bologna sandwich".