Casey and I will leave at 5 am tomorrow morning to go to the hospital where he will check in to have his heart surgery. I think I am more nervous than he is. My sister is staying here tonight with her kids to be with Kenny tomorrow morning, and until I am … Read more
My boys…
… it pours. I haven’t written about this before, but my Dad was recently diagnosed with prostate cancer. He will be undergoing surgery on Monday to remove the cancer, and the prognosis is excellent for a full recovery. Incidentally, Casey is also undergoing surgery on Monday, to correct a minor heart condition. … Read more
Ok, after I wrote the incredibly incriminating post yesterday regarding my vocal little son’s tendancy towards erratic temper tantrums, as of today he was the veritable picture of all that is good, sweet and precious with the world. There was nary a tear shed, a wail procured, nor a single stomp of the foot … Read more
Kenny, my sweet wonder-boy, has already managed to be ahead of the developmental curve in many areas. He started talking well before his first birthday, can now ask questions and speak in some semblance of complete sentences, sings several songs, and has even memorized parts of his favorite books to recite while we … Read more
Yesterday evening Casey and I dropped Kenny off at my sister’s house and went to the home of a semi-retired OB who is the father of a good friend of ours. He started the OB practice that I go to many years ago, and is still in charge of operations there, even though he … Read more
Today a sweet friend of mine came over to have a cup of coffee and chat. Her kids are all grown up, so this was purely time for me. Kenny was the model child – he played at our feet with his blocks, and only got antsy towards his lunchtime. The strangest … Read more
Do you ever have a to do list that makes you so anxious just looking at it that you decide to throw it away?? I have spent the evening trying to catch up on various neglected household tasks, and finally I threw in the towel and have spent the better part of the last … Read more
So what do you do when you have a little kid over for a playdate and he turns out to be an absolute rascal? A rascal as in causing physical harm to various portions of the house and nearly to one’s own son. This kid broke Kenny’s basketball hoop by knocking it over and … Read more
Monday night, my sister and her kids (and her Golden Retriever, Rusty) spent the night here so that she could watch Kenny the following morning while Casey and I went to a meeting together. Kenny was wiggling with excitement the whole time that his “big” cousins were really here for so long. … Read more