JEN is doing all she can to help cure cancer. Jen is mother to 4 year old TRIPLETS and 19 month old Henry. She has her hands full and is adding MORE to her plate (she is obviously a saint in disguise!)
She's raising money running a MARATHON to help cure cancer in her friend's name - here is the link to her most recent post -->
As soon as I get my wallet out of the truck (I'm watching the 2 little ones right now) I'm making a donation.
My Dad, a wonderful wonderful man, passed away on Feb. 28, 2001. 6 WEEKS after being diagnosed with Stage THREE lung cancer. That is one aggressive f-ing cancer. It was (and still is) heartbreaking. His 29th wedding anniversary was Feb. 27, 2001. He was in ICU on a ventilator that day. I like to think he held on just long enough to give my mom at least one more count on her anniversary marks, even though he was on the ventilator. He was 54. He did not get to meet any of his grandchildren - not any of my three or my brother's adorable son, that is the spitting image of my dad.
My husband's FAVORITE FAVORITE uncle, and wonderful man, Rein died in 1999 from aggressive prostate cancer. He was 50. I have never met someone so eager to live a full life. So open to new things and so giving as a person.
My aunt Barbara died of breast cancer in 2002. She was 55. She also did not get to meet the children of her only child and much loved daughter. And she would love those 2 little kids, let me tell you.
In honor of them, I donate to Jen and her fight to cure cancer. Won't you join me?
February 18, 2009
Well, I'm still trying to dig out of all the work that created by going to Vegas, and then I got sick...so here's a link to Red's blog. She does a nice recap - I don't have any pictures, except one from the Pussycat Dolls Lounge (should I post that one?) where we were in the front row and the blondie w/the pigtails took a liking to my hubby. Anyway, check out her pics...http://lifeofred.wordpress.com/2009/02/16/does-what-happens-in-vegas-really-stay-there-my-purse-did/
February 10, 2009
February 09, 2009
February 05, 2009
February 04, 2009
He got a stitch. The DR decided not to numb it - the numbing shot would hurt as much as 1 stitch, and the DR was afraid after the shot T wouldn't let the DR get near him again. So they strapped him to the papoosa board while he GIGGLED and did it. NO TEARS. That boy is a rock. I don't believe it. I would cry if you were sewing MY Face back together! So they unstrapped him and sent him home! I took him to BestBuy today to buy a new DS game for his awesome behaviour and it's a done deal. What a kid! The nurses and DRs (along w/us) are amazed that he took it so well!
February 03, 2009
ToddlerT was coming down the ladder to the older son's slide bed. He slipped and whacked his face against the top of the post - somehow putting his top left incisor into the outside of his cheek??!! I happened to be coming in there to turn out the light and heard the "WHONK! AYIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE". I ran to him, saw blood, and went screaming down the stairs. So all hubby hears is me screaming then looks up to see me, holding a child bleeding PROFUSELY out his mouth. I'm sure that was awesome - it was smeared all over his chest in no time and his hands and all over his face. We had to clean him up to assess --> I think he needs one stitch or skin glue. It seems to be a hole, not a cut? They should be there by now and I'll update when I hear from them.