Thursday, August 17, 2006
Manic little monkeys
Whew. It's been a busy week, and there's no letup in sight. Here's a quick rundown of the latest events:
--Grampa Lair came out to visit, pulling in last Sunday and taking off early this morning. The last time he had seen her was back in April, when she was knee-high to a grasshopper (she's thigh-high to a cricket, now). Eden loved the furry white stuff on his face (although he may not have appreciated her tugging so hard on his beard), and we loved having him out for a spell.
--Monday was clinic day, where she scored a 309,000 on her platelet test. I said last Monday was her worst trip so far, but this one beat it by a mile--it was screamarific. The nurses now draw straws to see who gets stuck with "the incident maker." (I kid, I kid--at least, I hope they don't draw straws. Some of them have a hunted look in their eye when we roll in, though.)
--Wednesday we had house church at our house, where the other members got to see the indigenous Laircub in her native habitat. Ashley Chandler and Eden's buddy Brady (from down the street) came up for a while too, which Eden appreciated--the party was getting laaaammme-o with only old people around.
...and that's about it. My list of activities looks a little weak, now that it's in print; maybe you had to be there to appreciate the hectic-ness of it all. Or maybe we're just wusses.
Coming up, we've got a trip to Florida next week for a wedding; some friends from Phoenix driving in the week after (with kids Eden can play with! She's been looking forward to this, like, her whole life); and Grandma Lair flying in the week after that. If I had been as popular in high school as Eden is already, I would've been class president. Or something. So we've got this weekend to catch our collective breath and then it's party party party for a solid month. Please, please, please pray for our sanity.