It was good

The food, the family, the conversation, the fun. and I did not take a single picture of our Thanksgiving. When I realized I forgot my camera I was really sad and Layne said, "good." Funny guy.....  He knows how I love that heavy contraption. He was right,It was good, instead of concentrating on capturing others fun moments, I sat and enjoyed the people around me a little more. I will have my camera next year. I love watching my kids have fun cousin time. My family all lives with in an hour of me and we do not see enough of each other. 

Suddenly I have more time to blog, I am not sure what changed, but I am glad to have it. I feel like being sick took such a chunk out of my life and routine. I had my blood work and CT scan last week and this week I get the results. If 15% or more of those leftover tumor cells are still hangin out inside I will have another surgery with a Orthopedic Onacological Surgeon to get the rest. That does not sound fun to me. My vote is no more surgery. My first priority though is no more tumors so I will do what is needed. I know I have said it before, but as I spent Thanksgiving with the people I love most, I was reminded of just how blessed I truly am considering all that has happened this year. A small army of woman fed and took care of me and my family for over a 3 month period on a off. There are hardly words. As I look back and contemplate the rich blessing people really are to each other. How just a small act of kindness can mean so much. I truly have so much to be grateful for.

I think I enjoy the small things more these days. The little moments that make me smile. Like Tank telling me. "Mom, BE QUIET, I am trying to get some shut eye!" Just so cute coming from a three year old. " shut eye?"  Where did get that from? 

Last Sunday we unloaded the van as we got to church. Same as any other Sunday. Layne had all the church bags and was handing them out by the van. Carter had gotten out, grabbed my bag and I grabbed the baby. I checked the car and shut the door. All the kids did the pre-meeting potty break. I guess I assumed as I sat down that that is where he was. I got busy with the kids on the bench and five minutes before the meeting started.We are always early so we can get a bench, get drinks, and potty before the meeting starts. So again, just before the meeting starts in walks Tank. His face was a mixture of mad and sad. You could tell he had been crying. "YOU LEFT ME IN THE VAN AND I WAS BUCKLED!" Said with all the indignation and disgust a three year old can muster.Mother of the year right? I checked the van, how did I not see him? I said, "oh no buddy, I am so sorry, how did you get out? His answer was a mess of tears and he would not get off my lap. He hung on with his hands around my neck for a good portion of the meeting. Later he told me he took off his shoulder straps and wiggled out. I guess that was the easy part. The van was locked and he could not figure out at first how to unlock it. I am so glad it was not summer!! Could you imagine? Well, this week Layne took half the kids really early to set up chairs and I brought up the tail end. As we parked and were ready to leave the car I said, "Okay Tank make sure you are with Mommy." He said, "that's okay Mommy I am fine, I did NOT buckle!'  Oh good, that is just as safe kiddo....  Anyone out there still trust my parenting skills?

I just love this kid!