Praise God that 2010 is in the tank. Looking back, it was definitely filled with blessing, but it was also very hard and ended with a very rough month for this family.
How do you know when you've been to the hospital too many times? When you receive multiple get-well cards from the same staff on the same day (they send one to every discharged patient). All told in the month of December, we made 5 trips to the emergency room, were admitted 4 separate times, had 3 surgeries, and spent Christmas Eve and Christmas day in the hospital. We are very thankful that Aimee is on the mend finally.
Meanwhile, just as Aimee is emerging from this involuntary weight-loss program, Liam is growing like a champ, staying somewhere in the upper 90 percentile of everything. He is a strong little boy who will wiggle and stretch in your arms until he is upright and facing outwards (to see what's going on around him). He has also figured out how to roll over.
And leave it to our toddler Andy to find a way to soak his shoes and socks in milk. At a restaurant. We'll just leave this one to your imagination.
And speaking of Andy, we celebrated his THIRD birthday a few days after Christmas. He is developing his speech skills daily, but thankfully we still get to enjoy some of those sayings that only children can produce, such as:
"that kickles" (tickles)
"that weird"
And at bedtime or nap-time, Andy tells us he wants us to sit with him awhile to keep him company ("keep me cumpadee").
But in the midst of these cute phrases, he'll throw in grown-up words like "otherwise," and he'll correct Daddy by saying "No Daddy, that a goose-neck trailer, not flatbed."
We didn't take many photos last month for obvious reasons, and those we do have include pictures of tubes coming out of Aimee's body (the editor gave the ix-nay to posting these).
May we all enjoy a tube-less, hospital-less, blessed new year!
-Marshall, Aimee, Andy and Liam
