Britney update:

I go back to work on Monday. I think I’m feeling okay about that. It’s been a good, long maternity leave and I feel ready to turn the next page and see what’s in store. It will be hard, and I’m sure I’ll be calling the school every day for the first week to see how she’s doing. Sigh.
Sienna update:

We’ve had two chiro visits and another PT visit this afternoon. I think I see improvement, but I’m not sure how much is attributed to all the work we’ve been doing vs. her just getting bigger/stronger.

Brae stories:

— Brae and I were reading a book the other night when we came across a picture of a cow. He pointed at it and said, “Uh-oh, Mommy!” “What?” I asked. “The cow is pooping,” he said. “What? No, it’s not. Why do you think it’s pooping?” I inquired. “Look, Mommy, it’s pooping,” he said again, this time pointing at the cow’s udders.

— Three days ago, Tygh walked in to the living room to find Brae crouched in a corner, his back turned. Tygh heard a strange “woosh-woosh” sound coming from where Brae was. “Brae? What are you doing?” Tygh asked. Brae turned his head to face his dad and had a smile on his face. Tygh got closer to see what Brae was doing. …. He was using my breast pump (and correctly, I might add).

–Tygh’s grandmother died a few weeks ago. Her memorial service was this last weekend. Brae attended the service, sitting on Tygh’s lap. There were probably a hundred people in the auditorium. And each time someone finished speaking, the room would be quiet. Still. Solemn. Silent prayers being offered by all in attendance. And then, without fail, piercing the silence, you’d hear a little voice shout, “AMEN!” That would be Brae.

— The memorial service was held at church. Yes, Brae knows that Jesus and God are at church. But he also knows that there is basketball at church. After the service, when everyone was milling around, Brae wanted to play basketball. And he wanted someone to play with. So, he went up to an unassuming soul, his uncle’s father (great uncle), looked up at him and asked, “Will you play basketball with me?” What is so cute about this? … His great uncle is blind.

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