Thursday, September 14, 2017
Ten Random Things
1. Yesterday Hertsje was here in the afternoon. She wanted to make things. So we drew our American Girl Dolls. I made the outline of her doll and she colored it in. She also found some of our creations from last year to play with!
2. On Monday Broeder eagerly awaited the arrival of Hertsje and "the cousins" after school. He excitedly called out to all five of them saying "Guys! Guy! Guys! You aren't going to believe this! The toy room has been RUINED! It is now AN ART ROOM!!!" He said all this in a rather appalled sounding way, but today I did introduce him to the new set of large blocks I got just for him to play with in THE ART ROOM, because there isn't carpet in there so the blocks work better. There is a chance he will find it in his heart to forgive me for RUINING the toy room!
Oh, and that was only the FIRST foul ball his daddy caught. There was another about to take out a couple of grandparents. He caught that one too.
When the game was over Jonge said to his dad, "You got more action in that game than I did!"
See Kado? He is the guy in the green shirt. At the baseball game talked about in the preceding pictures he greeted me, as I was grabbing our chairs from the hatch, by saying, "Is that a new hairstyle, or did the wind just blow it like that?" People, it wasn't windy AT ALL. These six grandchildren, they keep me humble.
9. Last Friday I had my follow up appointment after what shall henceforth and forevermore be referred to as the liver scare of 2017. I'm not going to lie, it was WONDERFUL to have my doctor go on and on about the weight I have lost. He even went back as far as my records there go, and pointed out to me that I have lost SIXTY-THREE pounds since then. He also did some blood work, and my A1C dropped from 6.9 to 5.8 in just six months. So that's all good news. I even got to cut my diabetes meds down by half. Oh, and I even got a flu shot while I was there. Last year I didn't, but I didn't get the flu. THGGM did, and it was awful.
10. Did you notice that there are now TWO American Girl Dolls living at my house? Someday Hertsje will be old enough to bring her doll home (actually, someday her brother will be old enough for her to bring her doll home) and what would I do with no American Girl Doll to fuss about anymore? At least that's how I explained it to THGGM. Thankfully, he saw it my way, and I, a 59 year old grandmother who never was all that interested in dolls when she was a child, is the proud owner of Kit, the American Girl Doll from 1934. I really chose her because she has short hair, and, as mentioned above, I'm really not one to care about hair. Seriously, no matter how hard I try, I never seem to be able to have a hair-do. I have a hair-does, as in, this is just what my hair does, no matter what I (or the non-existent wind) do!
Well, that's ten things. I'm still tired, so I shall go to bed and read until the Kindle falls out of my hands. It's what I do. Or does. Whatever.