Thursday, November 13, 2008

Two Quick Updates

Dad now has a pace maker and is relieved to have the procedure behind him. There is a chance that he may even come home tomorrow pending a meeting of all the doctors in the morning. He and mom are both anxious for that, and thankful for all the prayers. Praise the Lord! Thank you. Thank you all for praying.

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Now, for the push up soldier doll conclusion. Turns out he belongs to my middle son. Not exactly sure of how to approach the situation, I took the figure into the bedroom and held it up for him to see.

"WHAT THE? WHAT happened to him?" He took it and scrutinized it 3 inches from his head.

My oldest snorted from his bed. "He looks like one of those women who put all those bracelets around their necks and stretched it out. And his feet are so short he looks like a midget!" Gee, that was helpful.

My middle boy half smiled and looked at me.

I explained what happened, told him how sad his little brother had been, and then told him how I had thought I was putting it back the right way. "I'm really sorry for getting it wrong." More laughter from my oldest who was trying unsuccessfully to smoother it behind the covers.

"Do you want me to try to take him apart again and see if I can put the pieces the right way?"

"No, that's O.K. You worked really hard on it, didn't you?"

"M-hm." Can you feel the mommy tears coming?

"Na, I kind of like him that way. That's O.K."

I was pretty proud of him. Could have killed his big brother. But I was really proud of how my middle guy handled it.

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There you have it. All the important updates.


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We're having the entire neighborhood over tomorrow night for an association meeting and I have tons to do tomorrow. So, I'm hitting the sack for now. I'm so glad to have this opportunity to be a part of such a great community. Here, and in blog land.

I'll catch you tomorrow.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Glad to hear the good news on your dad.

Also glad to hear about the great response your middle guy had. Isn't it nice when they pull through, and make you feel like you've been a bit victorious in "raising them up"?