I love these cute girls! They are so creative and fun, never leaving a dull moment.
Monday, February 17, 2014
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
So thanks to Facebook, I found out that today is national cancer awareness day. Which was quite fitting because Cora and I spent the day at Dayton Children's for her scheduled infusion. When we walk into the hospital, she covers her port with her hand because she knows what is coming. Aside from the initial poke and her hatred of the blood pressure cuff attached to her which inflates every 30 minutes, she does really well. We read, watch shows, eat, color, sleep.....and five hours later we are exhausted (surprisingly) and head for home. The clinic has a program where the kids can add specific beads to a necklace every time they get chemo, have therapy, get hospitalized, have surgery, and so on. Cora loves her necklace which is getting quite full. She is so amazing! Such a funny, loving, silly girl.
Saturday, February 1, 2014
We celebrated Quincy's seventh birthday this weekend. Her favorite presents were her "grown up" outfit from Emee and her matching pj set to go with Rebecca. She chose to go to Texas Roadhouse for her birthday dinner, not because she was craving a sirloin steak, but she really wanted to sit on the saddle and get sung to. (Liezl was mortified. So embarrassing!) Then today we had a small spy party with her pals. Quincy is such a good, caring, energetic, happy girl that keeps our family smiling. I am so lucky to have this girl in my life. I love her more than words can say.
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
January is usually a great month for me. I love writing lists, making plans, and filling out calendars. Unfortunately fear and fatigue has gotten the best of me this new year. It is a little late in coming, but here is the one resolution I will be focusing on. It is found in Isaiah 12:2. "Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and not be afraid: for The Lord Jehovah is my strength and my song; He also is become my salvation."
Thursday, December 26, 2013
These snapshots capture a little bit of our Christmas magic this year.
Despite what the picture shows.....we had a nice, reverent nativity play Christmas Eve night.
Followed by our Christmas pjs, which Ava refused to wear. She is a hard one to please.
These crazy girls got up at 5:00 the next morning itching to open some presents. I told them they could eat breakfast and open their stockings if they would leave me alone for another hour. Cora woke up right after that, so we started the festivities together.
Santa delivered American Girl dolls. Just what they wanted. Quincy told me later that she knew Santa was real because, "You would never buy a doll that was so expensive."
The whole day was spent playing and playing and playing. It was fabulous. I really have the best girls ever.
And Josh had the whole day with us too!! How lucky are we to have him
on a rotation with a nice Jewish resident who took call Christmas Eve for us??!!
Sunday, December 22, 2013
I usually like to sew the girls Christmas dresses and give it to them on the fourth advent (the last Sunday before Christmas), but this year I made some Amazon purchases last minute. I thing they look pretty darling despite my lack of organization this Christmas.
Quincy lost her top tooth yesterday!
Cora is impossible to take a picture of right now. These are the best ones I got after spending the morning following her around with my camera.
Ava helped me pick out all of the dresses while her sisters were at school. She really wanted this red one.
Not the group picture I was hoping for, but I will take what I can get.
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
There has been a lot going on in our house these last couple of weeks. To begin with, Cora was finally able to get her her MRI which looked clear! She still is on her high dose of steroids and we still have to go in every four weeks for an infusion, but without the chemo drug! Which means she will not get so sick every month. After our MRI, we went straight upstairs to the hem/onc clinic for an antibiotic infusion. She spent most of the time under the crib.