Hello friends. J
I promised I would update you--just not very often--and now I will keep that
promise. J
Guess who is six!? He is also in
kindergarten and "hating" it. J He loved preschool, so I think he will adjust
once he has made some friends, but so far? Not his favorite thing. Right now, his favorite things are chess (he
calls it chest), dogs, and NutterButters.
I meant to do a birthday post, like last year, but it has
been a crazy few weeks. Andrew’s
birthday was on a Saturday, his MRI and scans (all clear!) were the following
Monday, and we left for Europe early Wednesday morning. Yes, Europe! We went on a cruise. Two years ago, John suggested it, and we made
a down payment realizing that we might not make it if something happened
with Andrew. But! He is doing great. We
got to go, and it was amazing.
John’s mom came along, so there were six of us. We visited
Dubrovnik and Cavtat in Croatia; Venice, Verona, and Padua in Italy; Piraeus
and Athens in Greece; and Izmir and Ephesus in Turkey. It was all beautiful. The kids absolutely loved the kid’s program
on the cruise ship and begged to attend, so we were able to enjoy some adult,
relaxing time. And there was an Elvis
convention on board. There were men with
70’s sideburns everywhere we went. Funny.
But back to Andrew. He is doing well. I am doing well. My heart still drops into my gut whenever he
complains about anything, but I can
cope with that. He has some residual
sinus inflammation and congestion, and perhaps a little dry eye due to the
surgery and radiation treatment he received to his eye area. He regularly wakes up stuffy, or complaining that his
eye hurts, or that his eye is blurry (freaks me out each time) but once he rinses his eye
with water and blows his nose, he is usually 98% better for the rest of the
day.
Andrew's favorite part of Europe may have been these pigeons. :)
He LOVES his friends. He
celebrated his birthday with seven or eight of his favorite people and they
played and jumped and tore my house apart for two hours. It was beautiful.
I don’t think he loved
Europe. In fact, we may have scarred him
for life. J I
think it stressed him out. I think we stressed him out. Dragging him through the maze of Venice,
keeping him up late and traveling for 22 hours straight, eating in restaurants
that didn’t serve ketchup… On the day before we went home, he said, “Tomorrow
will be the best day of my life!!” He is
happy to be home.
Anyway, I am so grateful every
day that he is healthy and happy. Thanks
for all of your prayers! I hope you are
doing well.
Love, Julie
