My dad isn't doing well. They'll be starting him on dialysis shortly because his kidney function is down to 30%.
My brother is flying in to "take care of things" over the weekend. Ugh! I can only imagine the damage I'll have to try to fix over Thanksgiving. Well that is if J can get leave for Thanksgiving because his next mission is on the cusp.
I re-connected with an old friend from Fort Hood last night. As I was making out my Christmas card list last night I found his old address in my book. I miss this guy. I remember when he was going through a rough patch in his young life. Hard to believe that was almost 20 years ago. Reminiscing makes me feel so old.
Little E is still refusing to roll over. Today she turned as pink as her onesie while doing tummy time. Yes her cries were that bad.
J saw me out walking with her and since it was cold out he stopped the car and picked us up and took us back home. I was only about 1.5 miles from home. E was bundled up with booties over her socks, a hooded sweater over her outfit and a blanket over that. Geez I think she had on more layers than I did. But of course when all you do is sit there you are going to need them.
Yes that pink for her face color. I'm hesitant to just let her cry like that but she has to learn to roll over. She has the swimming down pat and can rock but no roll!