Deja Vu

My older brother, Doug had surgery yesterday at my old stomping grounds, St. Luke's. I took my dad up to visit him last night and it was quite surreal walking through the halls again, riding in the elevator and being back in that place that was my home for so much of last year. At the end of this month, it will mark the one year anniversary of the date I went in. What a crazy anniversary to mark. I'm just thankful I'm not still there. Of course, there were days that I wondered if I'd ever leave..... Kean's about to finish up his eighth month with us here on earth. He's such a happy kid-- he goes to bed (almost always), cooing and smiling. I just turn out the light, give him a kiss and that's it. He actually goes to sleep!!! Then he wakes up in the morning jabbering and smiling.
He's perfected the roll from his back to his tummy. (He can't flip back). He's holding his head up for longer and longer periods of time. And he's even able to sit up for a short while with a bit of help from mom. In other words, he's doing great! What an absolute joy he is!!

The girls had another music recital over the weekend. Greer and Holland each played their pieces on the piano. And then Holland sang a jazzy version of "You Are My Sunshine"... While Greer sang "Reflections" (from the movie Mulan). They both did great and have such sweet, angelic little voices. Mind you, those angelic little voices are only when they are singing. I don't want you to think for a second that those are their "every day" voices at home. Reese sat on the girls' teacher's lap and quietly sang along. Three hours later (yes, I did say THREE hours later)... we were done. Byron (the turkey) ditched out of the recital the moment the girls were done. He took Kean and went home before I had a chance to do it!