Not Friday the 13th here....

Today was an over all good day as was yesterday. The house got cleaned and laundry done. The kids and I even spent some time outside yesterday watching geese at a near by pond. Ian was facinated. We can't get close to the turtles as they dive into the water when they hear us coming.

Ian has offically entered the jealous phase of big brotherhood. We have been waiting for this and I am finally ready to admit that it is upon us. He isn't doing anything naughty to Livia; just trying to act more like a baby when he sees us doing baby things with her--rocking, etc. He must be a Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde personality as he is also in the phase of "I do it myself"...flushing his line, pushing meds in, taking off clothes without any assistance. He is also a bit on the sassy side so I have started to give him 3 Wii warnings a day (he thought I was saying Wii mornings) and if he uses all three, no Wii time at night with Dad....today, sadly he lost his last one at dinner....despite some blind eye turning on our part it was too much to just "let it go". Enter weeping, wailing and gnashing of teeth.

Livia is not a good napper; she is an ok sleeper just a rotten napper. Today was a testament to that statement. I don't know what I am doing differently/wrong from Ian other than the fact that she is her own person and is reminding me of that most definitely.

I am slowly getting my task list whittled down. Left on the list are updating my 72 hour kit, repacking our hospital bag for the car (we will always have one of these I think), get caught up on scrapbooking stuff, and a bunch of other odd little things.

We heard from the transplant team today late in the day (almost 5pm) and found two great pieces of news. 1) Ian is now on a weekly lab schedule and 2) We don't have to go to clinic until Feb 25th and hopefully it will be a month out after that point. HOOORAY!!!! Who said anything about today being Friday the 13th?