Out of the haze...somewhat

It's been an awful couple of weeks in terms of endurance. The one bright spot has been that the swelling in Poppet's eye is so much lower now. He's going to have a black eye, though, now that the swelling is down.

He's been very cranky - throwing tantrums and whatnot. He broke his spectacle frames a fit of anger last week and I've had to shell out a nifty sum for a new pair because the lenses were too small to fit into any new pair we checked out. He'll get his new pair next Thursday. Which means he'll have to wear plain glasses to school on Tue & Wed. We have a follow-up doctor's appointment on Monday morning: and I'm hoping that the doctor will give him something to make the swelling go away quickly.

We spent the day out with my mom today. First to the opticians, then to a store, then to a great meal at restaurant. It was nice, really.

Thank you, Mamma

No, this is not Munchkin. That's me, saying thank you to my mother for all that she's done for me, for Munchkin. I guess everybody feels the same way about their mother, but I know that my life would be worth a lot less if my mother wasn't a part of it. She has helped me through the worst times of my life even when she was fighting battles of her own. Her courage, endurance, and patience are awe-inspiring. If I can ever become half the person she is, life would have been worth living.

(Remember, Munchkin, your grandmother played a vital role in gifting you the values that make you a good person.)

This is for you, Mum.



Artist: Jamie O'Neal, Track: Somebody's Hero