|Ryan, Michael, and Christopher|
Because I had been away from Michael and Ryan so much in the last few months, I felt like I needed to make it up to them. I wanted to give them quality time, so we got busy doing all the things that toddlers love to do. We colored pictures, played games, put puzzles together, and made cookies. We, of course, ate a lot of cookie dough. I know they teach kids these days NOT to eat cookie dough, but are ya kiddin' me??? Cookie dough is awesome, and my generation grew up eating it. We all survived!
|Michael or "Michael Man"|
After a long active day of toddler mayhem, it was bedtime. With the kids all tucked into their beds, my husband and I would fall into bed ourselves. We were both exhausted, and we knew that we had a long night ahead of us. We learned right away that it was very important to get some sleep when we could because it wouldn't be long before Christopher or his feeding tube would demand attention.
|Ryan or "Ry Ry"|
Because sleep was limited I always felt like I was dragging and having a difficult time keeping up with the kids, the house, the cooking, and the laundry. I also had to take Christopher to several doctors appointments each week. I would load up the troops sometimes 3 or even 5 days a week to go to an appointment with the pediatrician, GI specialist, surgeon, infectious disease specialist, or the nephrologist.
|Christopher or "Critter"|
As crazy as things were at home, it was great being home! When things would get really wild, I would just look at the boys to remind myself of what was important. They wouldn't remember that the house was a mess or the laundry was piling up in the utility room, but they would remember the puzzles and the cookie dough. Sometimes it takes a toddler to remind you that it's the little things in life that are the best. Toddlers don't need perfection. They just need you! Besides, my grandmother constantly reminded me of this when she would crook her finger, point it at me, and tell me in encouraging words..."you enjoy those babies while you can, because they are gonna grow up fast." I would tease her back by telling her what she always told her mom when her mom would use that line on her..."I know gramma, but for right now they are in bed, and it's quiet."
SPECIAL NOTE (in pink because it was my gramma's favorite color): Anyone who thinks they have a wonderful grandmother, definitely just hasn't met mine yet. My gramma was a very sweet woman, and I miss her terribly. She recently died at the grand old age of 90 years old. Christopher's disorder always weighed heavy on her heart. I don't know for sure, but I suspect that when she went home to Jesus she must have whispered in His ear about her great-grandson. She died September 12, 2011. Christopher was instantly and miraculously healed less than 2 months later on November 6, 2011.
|LeAnne and her gramma. The boys called her GG instead of great grandma.|
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