Things my Kids Said…
December 31, 2011 at 12:01 pm | Posted in All Things Doodle, Caityisms, CKD, Depression, Family Ties, Kidney Disease, Miscellaneous Crap, Sisters, Toeses and Noses | Leave a commentTags: American Idol Island, Asthma, Christmas, IgA Nephropathy, iPad, kidney transplant, kids, Monkey Dunk, organ donation, Things Kids Say
Yesterday the girls were talking about their beds.
“Well, Mommy has her own bed too” said Caity.
“Not really.” replied Lexy. ”she has to share it with Daddy. We’re lucky, we get our own beds…”
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Caity’s crazy about monkeys. She has been since, well, she was born. Anyone who knows her, knows that her friend George is most beloved and she carries him everywhere. Poor George lost the stuffing in his middle quite some time ago (it migrated to his feet), and he can no longer sit on his own. George is a good monkey. He gives me a hug and a cheerful “ooh ooh ahh ahh” every morning when Caity gets up. You can’t ask for a better friend than that.
For Christmas, Santa brought Caity the “Monkey Dunk” game. We opened it yesterday and as I was separating the banana tokens, I told Caity that she better keep George away from them because he might eat the bananas and then they couldn’t play the game.
“Mommy…” Caity said, rolling her eyes at me. ”George isn’t real….”
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Happy New Year everyone! I haven’t posted as much as I’d like recently because I have been sans-computer since September. Santa was a sweetheart this year and spoiled me rotten by bringing me an iPad. I’ve put it to good use so far and despite what my Husband says, I haven’t burned out the battery yet…
Here’s hoping the odd year curse* is left behind us once again and a promising even year is ahead again. I, for one, cannot wait to see this year pass, it was stressful to say the least. All the best, see you next year 
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*The odd year curse is something I have noticed throughout my life. Bad things happen in odd years and good in even. I’ve lost jobs in odd years, gained them in even. People very close to me (myself included) have been diagnosed with life threatening illnesses in odd years and ‘cured’ in even. It always seems like if bad things are going to happen they will happen in an odd year (9/11). Although My kids were both born in odd years, their births were both difficult, Caity still struggling with some of it.
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