I'm happy to report that Ivan's MRI today looked "normal". Normal, by the way, is a beautiful word. I always get nervous when he has these six month pictures done--wondering maybe, just maybe, that ugly tumor is starting up again--just one little cell got away...
So, it is always a great relief to hear that he's okay. We'll do this again in April. And October. Then maybe just in Octobers. I hope. I worry and worry and buy him special treats, and get movies, and wash his blanky, and pray. Oh, and worry (did I mention that?)
In addition to that, I took Orlando to his field trip. I made him a wonderful sack lunch, got him all excited, made sure he was dressed for the pumpkin patch and then took him to school at 8 when he usually goes in the afternoon....only to find out it is next week.
How embarrassing.
I blame it on stress. Somehow I got the MRI and the field trip on the same date in my head....
Sheesh, I thought Lando might make it to 4th or 5th grade before I started embarrassing him, I guess not!
Well, I'm thankful for my boys even if they may struggle with giving thanks for this scatter brained-worry-wart of a mom.