One week from today we go to the hospital for Danya's surgery. I'm so confident in the Dr. that I have absolutely no nervousness about it. Danya keeps talking about wanting to go talk to the Dr. about her nose and other owies, so I'm hopeing she'll be at least a little cooperative, but I know that's expecting a lot where hospitals are concerned.
We are looking forward to Grammi comming next week. We wish Gamfi could make it too, but it's more important that he get all the way better first. A fellow blogger would call this a stream of conciousness blog as it kind of rambles around to whatever I am thinking about at the time. It's rather early in the morning still here.