I never would have thought I could be so excited about a laundry room!!

Tiger-toothed Leopard Tigers

We all know that a picture is worth a thousand words... well here is life as a parent.

This first picture is Dov after a playdoh makeover courtesy of Matan. I especially like the orange unibrow.

And the second picture is me (not actually in the picture) using a toy cash register to balance the checkbook because the batteries on my calculator died.

There are very few cuter things than singing children (except for when they are singing the first three lines of Jingle Bells over and over and over and over and over).

On the way home from work today Matan sang me every Christmas carol that he could think of. Then when he ran out of carols he sang me the Transformers song, which is a very long, very repetitive song about Transformers, how much he loves the Octimus Crime team and how bad the Megatron team are. My favorite part was when he sang, "Where is it, where is the end, where is the end of this song, I don't know, there it is, Bam!"

Where is the end, I don't know, where is the end of this post, there it is, Bam!

Sorry for the whiney tone of my previous post. It was a rough week.

So apparently by "next week" I meant two months from now and by "pictures" I meant nothing. Oh well, that's how the cookie crumbles. In, on top of things news, I actually mailed all of my out-of-the-state Christmas presents BEFORE Thanksgiving this year. I know, I know, I didn't believe it either.

For those of you who haven't heard, Dov was on KSL again last week. He did the Cold Turkey run here in Salt Lake and in order to capture his inspirational-ness they sent a news crew to film it. We actually had a great Thanksgiving and I hope you all did too.

Things here are good. Dov is feeling much better and we are all excited about the fact that for the first time in three months, he doesn't have chemo this Monday! It's uphill from here!

So, it has been forever since I have blogged, or Facebooked, or caught up on my non-work related email, or called my friends or anything. Sorry everyone!

Between work, the kids, the house, kindergarten, Halloween, chemo, etc... I have no time. You would think I would be used to that feeling by now but it still surprises me just how little time I really have. You know when you are scheduling time to carve pumpkins, life has gotten a little out of hand. Dov does his best to help with everything but this chemo makes him very sick and very tired so he hasn't been able to do as much as he would like. Fortunately we only have two more chemo treatments before this round is over and we get a break. How long the break lasts depends on how the follow-up scans go. We know we will have three months post chemo before the first PET so we will have to see what happens after that.

In the mean time, Halloween is fast approaching and I have penciled in time to carve pumpkins tomorrow night. :) This year is the first that Matan really had an opinion about what he wanted to be. He gave me a list of pre-approved superheros that he was willing to be and I found a Spiderman costume so that is what he is going as. I didn't think Siena was going to have an opinion so I got her a witch costume but now she is insisting that she be Spiderman too. I failed to take sibling worship into account, that will teach me. I'll post some pictures next week.

So Dov is home at last!! He was discharged this morning and is currently passed out on our couch. The pain still gets rough at times but he is doing pretty well for the most part and we are all glad to have him home again.

It has been an interesting day though. As if this hasn't all been challenging enough, this morning at 4:30 am Matan started throwing up. Apparently there is a stomach bug going around the day care and he picked today to get it. Since Dov had staples width-wise across his abdomen just a day ago (they took them out before he left and soon he will have yet another huge scar) it seems like a bad idea to expose him to the flu. Fortunately my wonderful parents were willing to wake up at 5:00 this morning to drive down to Salt Lake and take care of my pukey child so that I could take care of my invalid husband. THANKS MOM AND DAD!!

Fortunately Matan seems to be feeling better so now we just wait to see if either Siena or myself comes down with it next. Fun Fun.