Baby Jessica!!

I for the first time have watched the interview with Jessica McClure-Morales, and I have to say that she acted very mature there.

She is very much still a kid at heart, and I've known her all of my life considering that when my parents built their house, her grandparents were building theirs!! SHe was never "baby" Jessica to us, she was just the girl whose grandparents lived next door. We never talked about what happened because those things didn't matter. What mattered is that we were allowed to play together on the weekends or during the summer when she would come stay at her grandparents house. Everyone thinks it's so cool that I know her and have for a very long time, but she is just an ordinary person to me and the other neighbor boy that we used to play with frequently. She's an amazing mother, and person, and I'm glad to say that she is my friend and has always been. We never let anything get in the way.

Here is the link to the video: Jessica Speaks Out

Enjoy and make a nice day!!!

Independence Day

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Well, we popped some fireworks for Brooke this year. I didn't spend a whole lot of money because I figured that she would be super scared like she usually is. She was so much better since it was me doing it, she still stuffed her fingers in her ears but otherwise she was good. However, she didn't want to partake in the sparkler activity, but I'm convinced that she'll think it's cool in a year maybe.

My dad is doing SUPER good, and I'm so happy for him. He's an incredible man and is doing so much. Now he is walking to the high school which is more than a mile away. I'm sure he'll start walking up there to visit the job site here soon, and that's really the reason he is walking up there. When he can drive he'll go to visit then too. He goes to have his staples tomorrow which he thinks is great, but he still has to have the catheter for another week. He's not too happy about that, but Brooke keeps him in check on when he needs to empty his tank, as he calls it. She gets to go with him to do it, and I don't know what I'm going to do when he doesn't have it anymore and she can't go with him!!! EEKS!!!

Anyway, things here are good.

HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY FRIENDS!!!

Life...

Life is grand at the moment...in ten minutes it could be the worst day ever, but I'm not looking for the next ten minutes in life but the right now. Things are great. My dad is getting better everyday and was released from the hospital last Thursday. He's happy to be home and sleeping in his own bed, and wearing something other than a hospital gown. Which he says they need to improve as this has not happened in 20+ years!!! He takes a morning stroll which is about .25 miles!!! Pretty good I might say. He goes to get the mail in the mornings. He won't be able to drive for another week, but I'm sure when he can, maybe we'll get to go do lunch or something. He's an amazing man. WOOOHOOO for my hero my daddy!!! He's not letting anything get in his way. He is striving to get better very soon. The night he came home I explained to Brooke that Poppi had a large owie and that she couldn't be jumping all over him. She's remembered, and he showed her his owie!!! But now she's scared to touch, hug, or kiss him, but is getting better. SHe got to sit on his lap last night and that she truly enjoyed. I can't wait to get to sit on my daddie's lap again. I still do occassionally, and did the morning that he had surgery. I've always been daddy's little girl, and nothing is goign to change that. I enjoy getting to spend time with him in the mornings before I leave for work, and this morning was no different. We met him as he entered the driveway to drop off the mail this morning, then gave him hugs, and left. I love my dad so much and really don't know what I'd do without him. He's my strength always!!!

Fourth of July is coming up and I'm going to go get some fireworks for Brooke to enjoy!! We didn't get to do it last year because it was so dry that they banned them!!! BUt this year we will. Maybe we'll cook out too!! Who knows.