Happy 12th birthday, man. It seems like just yesterday we were carting you home terrified (us, not you) from the hospital. And now you're almost taller than Mommy!
Jack wanted a new bat for his birthday, and because baseball season started quite a bit earlier, he scored it prematurely. This makes for a somewhat dispiriting birthday morning present-opening though. Even when we rewrap the bat. Ah, the perils of having a summer birthday…
A great visit with our mastectomy surgeon Dr. H. today. Have we told you we love her? Oh yeah, we did. Many times. She is very pleased with Becca's progress. We'll see her after a routine mammogram in November, and then every November after that. And Becca's last drain finally gave up. The stitch came out last night and so Dr. H. took the whole thing out today. Drain-free at last!
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