Turning the Corner.

Don't judge the pan or the spatula . . . they

were both my Gram's and make THE

best cakes and brownies e.v.e.r.

So, getting the wisdom teeth out has

proven to kick our behinds a bit

more than we had remembered from

both Tim and Zach.  I guess we tend

to want to forget these things.  Now that

we have most definitely turned the

corner, the blur of the past five

days have gone down something

like this:

*tons of brownies

*watching tons of The Office

*tons and tons of ice

*tons of macaroni and cheese

*runs to Taco Bell for pintos

and cheese . . . lots of them!

*tiny bits of homemade calzones

*more Office

*changing and washing sheets

*detailing the truck

(from the fun we had on the

way home from the wisdom

teeth . . . )

*watching the Olympics

*more changing and washing 

sheets

*more Office

. . . You can see where all of this

is leading . . . We are thrilled 

beyond belief that we may actually

be getting a breath of fresh air

and blowing this popstand tomorrow.

Running to Walmart is looking like

an exciting possibility.

Tweet. Tweet.

Seriously! Really?!? This is the picture

that my sweet boy put on his Twitter

page . . . Needless to say, he had about

a bazillion comments.  Holy smoke!  

God has been so great!  Sam is doing

wonderfully well and we are excited

for our weekend of hanging out,

snuggling, movie watching, finishing

up our Olympics, Taco Bell runs,

chocolate chip making, and perhaps

I can squeeze in some writing.

Wisdom teeth removal certainly tugs

at the heartstrings of good old Mom!

Onward.comrades.

Rite of Passage.

My sweet Sam had his wisdom

teeth out today!!  Goodness!  The ride

home was pretty rough . . . let me 

just say that we will be having the

car detailed in the morning!  Other

than that, God has been merciful!  It

has been up, up, up for the past

several hours.  I haven't left his side

for more than an inch or two and

he is eating and laughing.  We are

getting ready to watch our Olympics

and a couple of flicks!!!

Thank the good Lord that I only have

one more boy to go through this

with.  These are pretty rough and

it is hard to watch them in 

such pain . . . we are thankful 

that he is doing so well!!