OK. I gave up trying to add pics to the last post. Here are some happy little faces. I love Maxie's attempt at a smile.
Today so far:
Ruby has announced she WILL poo in the toilet today. She wants to get ready for 'big girl's school'. Which means being able to wipe your own bottom. There'll be singing and dancing and partying in the street when that happens.
Max is talking like a champion. After grunting for months on end, it's a real joy listening to him chatting away.
It's 15 years today since Daryl (my step dad) died. I can't believe it's been so long.
Report from the hospital - more pain. Maybe the stones are on the move. I'm not sure if that's good news or not. Poor Mark.
peace and love