Patrick Jr. loves, loves his trucks. Big trucks, little trucks, red trucks, blue trucks. Trucks. They all are his treasures. And who can blame him? They are big. They are "take charge." And they make a lot of noise.
You know who else makes a lot of noise? Sweet Charlotte. I've not mentioned that over the course of a couple of weeks, her vocal chords have begun to heal. And fast! She has found her voice and certainly loves to use it - just like her Mommy! :) Like Patrick, she isn't to blame especially considering she hasn't had any 'creative liberty' before now.
Unfortunately for Mommy's sake, she wasn't a happy camper last night. Whether needing to be held, a low threshold for dirty diapers or a VERY bad case of diaper rash, little bit didn't "do" last night. Period. Fortunately, "we" paid CLOSE attention to her downtown issues and hopefully they are being addressed as needed. Hopefully, she will be comforted tonight and those to come. Hopefully she won't have anything more to contend with before her Gtube surgery/Nissen surgery on Friday. We pray.
If her surgery date changes from Friday, I will be the first to let you know, as your prayers are our lifeline. They are my comfort. My go-to. My everything. And, with everything that I have in me...thank you for making Charlotte your love. She is certainly ours.