Love these Root beer Mustache on a stick hard candy lollipops by VintageConfections.
Alright. Let’s start by addressing the elephant in the room.
With 16 days to go until Christmas, I am not going to finish the Honcho Hundred list that I started last month. I am really sad about this. I still have lots of ideas up my sleeve, but this last month has brought with it a lot of challenges to my little family of 3. Thank you to many of you that have written with encouragement, concern, or advice. I plan to maintain the holiday list and eventually post it at the top of this website. So I am looking at this setback–not as an end–but as the beginning of something new for the site that will hopefully grow with time.
After weeks of appointments at a phenomenal children’s hospital in the area, my son will face his first appointment with the O.R. in a couple of weeks. My heart is overwhelmed with concern and confidence, simultaneously. God continues to provide everything we need. I do not shutter at the possibility of being forsaken, but of not recognizing God’s good gifts to us as they are given. Simply because I would prefer that my son be healed in a different way does not make this situation anything less than good or best. We are blessed with good doctors, loving family, and faithful friends.
To those of you who have asked, we do not have an official diagnosis yet. But our outlook is positive.
Along those lines, I sent my son an e-mail today. An e-mail? Yes, he is 4 years old. No, he has no idea what e-mail is. But I thought it would be fun to send him e-mail through the years–funny pictures, little messages, video clips. So I set up an account and started e-mailing him today. Maybe when he is sixteen or eighteen I will give him the name and password. It’ll be like a time capsule of sorts.
Plus, it’ll be my way of making sure his e-mail address isn’t something embarassing like fathead or sparkleboy. Writing e-mail to your toddler has its advantages.