Well I can't believe that Julian is 1. Where on earth has the pas
t year gone? I think it might be hiding under a pile of Cheerios, cubed cheese and bits of grape somewhere. It certainly has flown by and suddenly we have these 2 little people in our house -- Ava in her all extraverted grandeur and Julian in his sweet and fine-featured intensity. Man do they keep us busy, laughing, confused, alive and begging for mercy. So happy birthday Mister Man, I'm so glad you loved your Swedish carrot cake!!
Quickie health report: My bapck is 95% better. Hurray! Thanks to:
- Sonja for letting Julian smear cheese into her hair while I laid on the floor
- Dr. Doust for the acupuncture, trigger point massage, manipulations, ice, heat, lydocaine patches and whatever else he did to help me recover
- The Swedish nurse who, when asked what we should do if I didn't feel better in a couple of days, simply said "you will" like a wise sage and walked out the door
You have to love 3-year-olds because when Ava saw me clutching my back in pain she looked really worried and said "I don't want that to happen to ME!" Indeed!
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