...is what Dr. Kimberling told Mason today at his first post-op visit. He said everything looked great, and he told us to stop the Lasix that Mason takes every day. We're down to ONE medicine (not including Claritin) - YAY! Added bonus: Mason has finally decided, after almost 3 years of echos and EKGs, that he's not afraid of the "stickies" and there's nothing to cry about. Finally! I used to have to bribe him to get him to quit crying and lie still during the tests. He scored a lot of Thomas trains out of the deal.
Carter has decided that he should say our family bedtime prayer. He actually throws a fit if Jas starts the prayer. I wish I could get it on video, but it's dark in the room... and he would stop if he saw the camera anyway. Here's a rough transcript:
Dear God (silent 'd')
I of you (love you)
Tane you my fwends (thank you for my friends)
Jee nay (in Jesus' name)
Amen (emphasis on the last syllable - usually more of a yell)
Let the children come to me...for the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to those who are like these children. Luke 18:16