Dear Rebecca, -October 8, 2004-Great news, little girl. They aren't going to interrupt our service on the phone at all apparently. yippee! I really ain't all that excited about it, I just thought I'd utilize this oppurtunity to use the word "yippee." You so rarely get to use that word in a sentence. Mommy's silly, isn't she?
You are sleeping in your bouncy right now. Daddy is outside cleaning out his truck and getting ready to steam clean the inside. I'm really rather proud of him.
Ok, back from you waking up and having a bottle and then us having dinner and Daddy back outside to finish cleaning the truck. We had pizza tonight because when Mommy was watching
American Justice while she was feeding you this afternoon it was about illegal activities in an Italian Pizzeria in New Jersey or New York or some such place where all the Italian crime goes down. They make fantastic pizza in New York, or so I hear. I have only ever been once and it was in the middle of the night and the only place we could find to eat was a Waffle House or some such nonsense. It made me want pizza so that is what we had.
-October 10, 2004-
It has now been two days since I have been able to sit down and finish this post. There are always tons of things to do around here and like Daddy said in the previous post we were all geared up for Papaw and Uncle Butch's birthday and we had a great time until poor Granny fell and broke her hip. I cannot tell you how much Granny means to me little girl; It's been a long time since I had a Granny and I loved both of your other great Granny's dearly. But Granny Annetta is so special, she is one of the best ladies I have ever known. Next to my mother I don't think I have ever loved someone like I love Granny. That is saying a lot because I, too, was a Mommy's girl. Right now you are a Mommy's girl and I know that will change but for now that makes me smile. Eventually I know you will be a Daddy's girl. Most little girls always are. For some reason Mommy's head is itching. I hope I do not have the *jumpers*... ha, ha. That is what we used to call it when we were little. Call what you ask? Lice. We called it Jumpers. Anyway, I don't think I have the jumpers. Back to the story at hand.
Your poor great Granny fell and broke her hip. She had to have surgery today. It only took a few hours. They thought they were going to have to replace her hip, but they didn't. They put screws in it. That is good news, because clearly the break could not have been as bad as they thought and now she doesn't have to have her hip taken out and a false one put back in. That is really a rather dangerous surgery because over a dozen vital arteries, veins, and nerves run through the hip and pelvis area. So a surgical slip could cause bad things to happen to Great Granny, and no one wants that. Anyway, you and Daddy and I were at the hospital for most of the day today. The rest of Daddy's extended family was there as well. Your Great Uncle Donnie, Your Great Aunt Martha, Your Great Aunt Lila, Your Great Aunt Louise, Your Great Aunt Alma (or was it Belle? - That is so terrible.. I can never tell them apart), Your Great Uncle Charlie, Your Great Aunt Linda, Your Great Aunt Chris and Your Great Uncle Mike. Also your second cousin Theresa was there and of course Aunt Lynn and Mamaw were there. You were so good with everyone; you smiled and laughed at them and you only got fussy when you were tired or hungry. You really are a fantastic baby and all the family loves you so much. Sometimes I wish my family was as close as Daddy's... but circumstances of long ago prevented that from happening. Don't get me wrong I know that Papaw Lawrence and Aunt Mary are very close to you and Daddy and I but I haven't seen some of my Aunts and Uncles in nearly ten years. Quite frankly I still meet new members of the family at Daddy's family reunion every year. It's like going to a different party every time. I haven't been to one of our family reunions in almost fifteen years. I don't even know if we still have them.
Anyway, after we stayed up at the hospital through Great Granny's surgery and recovery and went to see her when she got put back in her room (you gave her smooches by the way) and I feed you while she rested, Daddy and I went to Wal-Mart and he bought himself a shin gaurd and a tripod and some other odds and ends. I really don't remember what they were because I never really pay attention to what your father thinks he needs; he just holds it up and I say yes or no or yay or nay and he either puts it back or pitches a fit until he gets it. What I really went to Wal-Mart for is to get your Great Granny a nice pillow for under her head (Mommy knows how it is to have a bad pillow under her head in the hospital; It isn't comfortable) and I got a few other things as well. I got three blankets; two for whomever decides to stay with Granny and one for Granny if she gets cold. Hospital blankets are thin and do a poor job of keeping you warm. In addition to that Granny is going to have to go to rehab and she will want to be comfortable as possible and she has thin blood and gets cold so I want her to be cozy. I bought Mamaw a pair of sweats and some footies to wear. There were two pair in a pack so Aunt Louise who is staying with Granny tonight could also wear some. I bought Granny some too in case her feet got cold and when she gets up and moving she will need some traction on her feet but I know she won't want to wear bulky shoes. I also got Granny some toiletries because hospital soap and shampoo is terrible for your skin and will often break elderly people or people with extra sensitive skin out. Plus it's nice to have some smelly-good stuff for your very own when you don't feel well. I also got a couple of towels in case anyone wanted to take a shower and some cookies for them to munch on if they got hungry. Your Daddy thought I was nuts and thought everyone else would think I was nuts but everyone else feels the same way I do; They would move the sun. the moon. the stars, and the mountains for your great Granny. She is good to everyone she has ever known and she always seems to find the best in everyone. She could find something good about Hitler. And if she couldn't then she'd just go pray for him.
Your are wore out now that you are home and you are sleeping peacefully. I am tired myself and there are a couple of things I need to do on the computer before I go to bed. I know you will wake up for a bottle tonight and I am looking forward to it. I always love to see you any time of the night or day. But I had better get some things done and get some rest myself. I don't think we are going to the hospital tomorrow, unless Granny gets worse or she really wants us to. And tonight I am going to pray for Granny in the hopes that all goes well for her. Goodnight sweetie. Mommy loves you so much, Rebecca.