My best friend, Sweetslice, got me a fantastic present today. She got me a beautiful skein of Rowan Kidsilk Haze, some beautiful beads, and a pattern to use. She also went on knitty.com and picked out a 1 skein pattern. She went into my favorite yarn store. She is so thoughtful. I'm so glad she and I are freinds.
Owen spent the night in the hospital last night because he was throwing up blood. It was pretty stressful. But he came home after a platelet transfusion. It always makes him feel better after he gets a transfusion. And he is getting so fat. He's finally broken 23lbs. I've started putting him in 18 months size clothes. Now that's he's nearly 3 years old. My boy is so sweet. Actually all of my boys are so sweet.Grant was kind enough to say damn it over and over in front of the preacher at lunch yesterday. I of course taught him to say it accidentally. I was parking my car on the street. I opened the car door and a truck flew by nearly taking off the door and my arm. So naturally, I slam the door shut and mutter damn it. So in perfect Grant fashion, he starts to say damn it. Ugh. Then he continues to repeat it. In front of my parents, probably at school, in front of the preacher. Ugh, I'm such a bad mom, teaching my kid to curse!
Evan and I had a nice talk this morning on the way to school. H asked me if Owen was going to get better. I told him that I really hope so and that the doctors think he will if he gets a bone marrow transplant. He said I hope that I get to help Owen. That way Grant won't be hurt and Owen will feel better. I was touched that he wanted to help his brothers.
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