As my father groggily fought his way out of the sedation from the CABG surgery, he repeatedly asked which leg the doctor amputated. Everyone reassured him that his legs were still attached, but even as he became more lucid, he remained convinced that he was going to lose a leg. “It was just a dream. […]
“Amy? What do you want for your birthday?” “A clubhouse.” “Mmkay, but what else?” “Just a clubhouse.” “A clubhouse takes a lot of time to build and Daddy is working outside of the house right now. Let’s think of something else you might like for your birthday.” “It’s okay. Daddy can build it at night.” […]
Amy: “I got to go INSIDE the turtle habitat today!” Evan: “Well, I got to go in a lion cage.” Amy: “Nuh-uh. Nobody goes in the lion cage.” Evan: “Did too.” Amy: “If you went in the lion cage, you’d get eaten.” Evan: “I went in the NICE lion’s cage.”
I need more pockets. No. I’m lumpy enough without the addition of a cell phone, earbuds, plastic money and car keys. Maybe I could have my internal girlie parts replaced with a velcro pouch. Perhaps I should just wear a utility belt. How about a camera/iPhone holster?
To family/friends: “The pain is terrible.” To nurses: “I’m fine.” “I don’t want you to be frightened by all the tubes and wires, but . . . I’m peeing right now.” “That nurse has a funny accent. Does she have a green card?” “I don’t want the nurses to help me. That’s your mother’s job.” […]
Sarah: “Everybody knew Justin and Adam. Oh, and Z used to be friends with the guy that beat Henry. A bunch of my friends are going to Sundown tonight. Can I go too?” Can I just lock the doors and keep the children home?
Ahhh, June first and the start of summer fun school assignments. The youngest children don’t have formal assignments, so they get to choose their own books and we casually work on specific skills. Evan excels at numbers, so we are learning what sounds belong to each letter. Amy’s reading and writing abilities are amazing, so […]