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| This morning Natalie came in my room when I was still in bed and said she was going to do my hair. So, she started in on her work, and told me that she wanted me to be the "fashionable-ist". Cute  | | |
| Tonight, Natalie said she wanted to see where the tooth fairy lived. I said that even I've never seen it, and wouldn't really know how to get there. . .her response? "GPS."
Today after our visit to the optometrist, we walked outside to the beautiful fall day. Apparently Natalie thought it was a bit warmish, and expressed it this way, "We are going to incinerate out here!" I laughed (of course) and then asked "Natalie, do you know what incinerate means?", thinking that of course she didn't. She replied, "It's like, to burn." I should have had more faith. This is all, incidentally, after she talked Dr. Lamp's ear off during her whole exam. I had cried all my make-up off by the time it was all over because I laughed so hard at her conversations with him.
I should also give some blog-time to my bigger girls, since they get so little "air time" here. They don't say things that are quite as funny as a 4-year-old, simply because they're not 4 anymore and blogs weren't around when they were. Most of their funny sayings from 4-year-old-hood are somewhere around the house on pieces of paper, or in my journal. I'm just enjoying seeing them grow up (as much as a parent can, after all!) and learn new things as they do. It's fun to see Rebeccah use big words, usually from a book she's read, or hear Abbey give me some little-known fact about an animal or something about which little ol' Mom knew nothing It also never ceases to amaze me how much of a help they are to me. As I've said countless times before, I don't know how we raised them without them! (They are not devoid of quotes, of course, and I'll try to get them on here as well in the future!)
Oh, and all of our eyes were fine, except Derek, whose eyes are fine too, but just needs to get some glasses, since he's been without since The Great Contact Experiment.
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| Today when I gave Natalie a Sunchip, she said, "Mommy, I never told you this, but whenever you give me this kind of chip, it makes the sin in my heart cleaner." | | |
| Last night Natalie was pretending to be my doctor, and one of her treatments was to put lotion on my hands. Then, after thinking a bit, she had her diagnosis: "Mommy, I'm sorry to say that you have digestion." | | |
| Last week marked 6 years since I had my thyroid cancer surgery, and it passed without much thought from me until a couple days ago when I realized it. It's good to look back and be thankful, I think. I'm so thankful for good doctors--Dr. Donna and Dr. Waswick, namely. And I'm thankful that, if I had to have cancer, it was thyroid cancer, and only took a little surgery, some radioactive iodine treatments, and a little pill I take everyday to "cure" it. Don't get me wrong, when I first heard that "C" word, I freaked out a little :), but once I calmed down, I realized that I just had to take it one step at a time and everything would be all right. I'm thankful for my doctors, friends and family who walked us through everything, and I'm also thankful that God has given us 2 children post-thyroid cancer, which doesn't always happen after radioactive iodine treatments. Anyway, I'm just writing this as a reminder to all of us to be thankful for all God has given us, and to cherish each day. | | |
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