Happy Thanksgiving

Don't we all have so much to be Thankful for? I know that I feel over flowing with Thankfulness. I remember the Thanksgiving after Evan's 1st surgery and how the entire day I would find myself looking at him and thinking - Thank you... thank you... thank you... I should be thankful all the time, and I am but my emotions are still very raw from his surgery. We are so blessed. I also wondered this, how do you thank the surgeon, cardio and nurses for what they did for our baby? You hope that they know and see the rewards when a life is saved. I found that on Walgreens you can make a postcard and from the site put the address in and they will send it. I had taken a pic of Evan and his surgeon and had it put on a postcard with a Thanksgiving scene and wrote a note on the back to him... I hope he gets it and I hope he knows how Thankful we are for him. These people devote their lives to this work and if they didn't our son might not be with us. Thank God for them. I also thought of the individual who chose to be a donor and their family and wonder if they received their letter yet saying that a 4 yr. old boy received the pulmonary artery and valve. I hope they find some comfort in knowing their loved one has given my baby a chance for a normal life. I'm Thankful.

Evan is loving being back at school and is learning so much... he amazes me and has a memory that is scary. His school is awesome and I'm already sad that they don't have elementary there. He learned about pilgrims this week and made some hats. One day after we got home and I was cooking dinner (yes... I did) he was in the living room playing and came and asked for help. He had drawn all these King, Queen and Pilgrim hats, colored them and cut them out and taped them. I thought he did a really good job and he said he wanted everyone to wear them at Thanksgiving. I got a pic of Evan, Mamaw and Munc displaying the Thanksgiving hats Evan made.

We are finally settling in and are hanging pictures this weekend so that we can work on getting Christmas out this next week. If you couldn't tell before, I'm a bit of an OCD type of person. I took a couple days deciding where things should be hung and my husband was to help me tonight get the pictures up. I walk in with my laser level, hammer, tape measure, ruler and nails. He holds the picture up and I'm like, oh... no, no, no. We have to measure the area, then measure the picture and then measure 60" from the floor and add 1/2 the picture measurements... etc. He went along - knowing it was best to do so, LOL. We were almost finished with Evan's room and I was measuring away - laser lighting the mark for straightness - show him the mark and he hammers the nail and I hang the picture. I hung up the last picture in Evans room and he stood back and laughed. I looked up and saw this... Okay... so, I'm not ALWAYS perfect... almost though. You should see my plans for the stairway...