A Normal Day

It seems like it’s been a while since we’ve had a normal day here.   To my son, most of the days have been normal, but then he’s done his normal things such as going to school, playing with friends and trying to sneak a snack from the pantry when he’s not supposed to.    My daughter’s days have been interrupted with three days of hospital stay, which she didn’t particularly want, but didn’t seem to mind that much either.  

We followed up her hospital stay with some out patient visits for IV steroids which was fairly easy in and of itself, only it took a long time to do, so it took a big chunk out of our day.    Other than that though, we’ve been trying to do our normal, boring thing around here.

Tomorrow my daughter goes back to the hospital for an evaluation under anesthesia in which an entire team of not only eye doctors, but eye specialists, each in their own particular field, will look at my daughter’s eyes in the hopes of finding a cause and a solution to what’s been happening to her.

But for today, we had a normal day.   Everyone went to school—including me, I had a committee meeting—and our afternoon was spent with the children running around, playing with their friends in and out of the house.   I baked some bread, this time venturing into something I’ve never done before with a cinnamon and raisin swirl.   I don’t know if its up to Uncle Bob’s baking standard, but I’m sort of a bread baking neophyte here, so it’s all good to me.

Tonight we went to a hibachi dinner restaurant with Uncle Jonathan and before the chef arrived we asked the children what their career plans were, mostly because they were both unhappy they weren’t “buh-dults” as my daughter calls us.   Their responses follow:

The Big Boy Update:  “When I grow up, I want to hunt down chickens.”

The Tiny Girl Chronicles:  “When I grow up, I want to hunt down coupons.”

Fitness Update:  Four miles, mostly walking though as I was on the phone about tomorrow’s procedure for my daughter.