Tuesday, November 29, 2011


Yesterday my mom took some pictures of Daniel sitting with me in the front yard. It's been awhile since the two of us have had a good one taken, so she snapped a stream of them. Not. One. Smile.

As you can see, it was pretty much a bust.

Later that evening, I took him to speech therapy. He has always had a penchant for pretty blondes. Even when he was a very small boy, he would blush and grin whenever he'd get close to certain people of the female persuasion. His SLP is a young, very attractive woman with long, blonde hair.

So, when she came into the room and talked sweetly to him, his face lit up. Suddenly, he couldn't stop smiling (forgive the mess his hair is, we had just come in from the rain).

In many ways, he's just a typical guy!

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Life on Life's Terms

Thanksgiving week was eventful. My parents pulled into town last Sunday, and we laughed and sang the night away (dad's hooked on internet Karaoke, which I am becoming quite attached to myself).

The next day after work I came home to find that Rich's temperature climbed to almost 104. We rushed to the ER and five hours later came home with a diagnosis of early pneumonia and a prescription for heavy hitting antibiotics which we ended up paying a hefty price for since he's in the "donut hole" with his medicare coverage right now. Finally, six days later he's regaining strength.

Thanksgiving dinner was good. Not great, because my man wasn't able to partake of any food at all. His throat (original cancer site) is very sore and I'm worried. Just last week he was eating roast beef and mashed potatoes! Now we're back to square one nutrition wise. I'm hoping it's just a set-back related to the pneumonia and coughing.

Daniel and Melody are happy. Whenever grandma and grandpa are here life is as it should be. We all enjoy each other so much, and it makes the dark stuff seem a little lighter. My mom helped her pick out a gorgeous red dress for her upcoming piano recital, while I stayed home and rested. The weather is mild, and Daniel is spending lots of time going on walks and soaking up the sunshine.

I usually put the Christmas tree up the day after Thanksgiving, but I'm waiting this year. I'm too tired and just not up to speed with my usual holiday happiness level. I'll get there, I know (pray) I will. Just not yet.