Grandma Christina and Grandpa had to leave early this morning because Grandma got really sick. I’m starting to feel it in my throat as well. Hopefully it doesn’t spread further. Charley was blowing his nose, but that’s about as much as colds affect him.

Laelia seems to be fussy, but not with a cold we don’t think. Although sometimes I look at her and think it’s a cold. She’s very white and covered in big purple and blue bruises from four attempts at an IV line and one IV line mark. It looks awful.

I remember when we were in the hospital and I saw her for the first time after surgery and she looked so white and pale. Like death. All of the color was out of her cheeks, and my heart sank as I looked into that pastey face. Then THREE different nurses commented that she looked exactly like me! Yeah we’re pretty white in my Irish family.

Laelia used a toothbrush all by herself to brush her own teeth for the first time in her life yesterday. She also learned to “go on a bear hunt.” She slaps her casts to make the walking noise and can say, “Oh no!” when her troop runs into something they can’t go over and can’t go under and have to go THROUGH!!! Then she screams along with the rest of us. It’s just the cutest thing. Everyone surprised me with this when I got home from Deaf Awareness Day.

Okay well we’re resting up today and both go back to work tomorrow. The weekend went by too fast. What are the odds of a snow day tomorrow?

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