shhh

Ah, the sounds of silence!

James and the boys have taken off to Lac La Biche to visit Grandma and Grandpa (and Aunties and Uncle), and left me alone at home. I had some really great photos of the boys that I took yesterday, but James took the camera, so I will have to post them later.

So far, I have cleaned my house, gone grocery shopping and done the laundry. I think I'm just trying to keep busy so that I will not miss them as much.

I do have some stories about the boys in lieu of photos this time.

Super Gage
Last weekend we went to my Mom and Dad's for lunch. Gage was crawling around under the table saying "Super, Super" which usually means Super Grover. When I asked him what he was talking about he looked at me and said "Super Gage". So now, he's a super hero. Defender of all things Elmo.

Hot Hot Hot
We were making supper the other night, Jude was asleep in his chair and Nate was in his saucer laughing at Gage. We always tell Gage that when we open the oven it's hot and to stay back. James and I looked over at Gage, who was dragging Nate's saucer across the floor. He knows he's not supposed to move the saucer when the boys are in it, so we were just about to tell him to stop when we heard him telling Nate, "No, no, Nate. Hot, hot, hot." Apparently he was taking Nate away from the hot oven so he wouldn't hurt himself. Some days he's so protective of them, other days he sits on them and steals their toys.

Spit Up
I was on the phone with Kerry, and Jude was in his saucer on the floor. Suddenly, Gage went over to the table and found the receiving blanket that I was using as a burp cloth (I had hidden it behind a bouncy chair so Gage wouldn't steal it). He dug out the blanket and came running over to Jude and started to wipe up the spit up that was on the saucer and then wiped Jude's chin.

And finally, for all those waiting for the results...

My big, fat thyroid lump is just a lump! Hooray! We are still going to have surgery to remove it, because it's grown so much that it's starting to interfere with swallowing sometimes, and it's generally annoying. I have a consultation on December 11, and we'll book the surgery. Which means, in Alberta, that I will have surgery in the next 3-4 years.