Update

PDaddy is doing so much better today. We took the bandage/dressing off of the incision--which is WAY longer than we anticipated, and he has an okay from the doc to not have to sleep in his sling anymore. He started back driving yesterday, and today he announced that he was 'pain-free' which is amazing since he isn't taking any pain meds. I am so thankful and relieved because he is NOT a good patient when it comes to pain. PDaddy left a bit ago to take Jack to Walmart to spend his birthday cash on a new bicycle, and they took Sam with them. HOOHOO!! I am positive he is having loads of FUN (insert evil laugh here.)
Speaking of pain, Sophy started off rough this morning, but she seems to be getting stronger as the day goes on. She mostly only has a taste for sweet things, so we are indulging her at this point, but I hope we are not creating a monster. Yesterday she was afraid to eat anything, and we've seen that fear dwindle somewhat today. We're hopeful that we are over a hurdle of sorts. We just shopped for her school backpack on Ebay. She was insisting on a messenger style bag, and we stumbled onto several Hello Kitty variety (which would not have been my first choice since I don't do character items very often), but I found one that is really cute. It's red with lace trim, and it is made of cloth not plastic. It has Kitty and a bear having a picnic with apples on a ribbon border. Pretty cute for a character bag. We'll see if we still like it when it comes in the mail.
I found out the kid's teachers today and which school friends are in their classes. We did pretty well on all 3 counts, so we have that anxiety out of the way. Sophy didn't get to stay with her friend Zoey, but I'm sure they'll survive. Sophy isn't so sure.
My mom called this a.m. to let us know that my daddy's sister has inoperable pancreatic cancer. Not good news, but we're still waiting to hear if they will proceed from there or if it is too far gone. My dad lost a brother in 2000 to a strange and rare brain cancer, so it's a bit disconcerting...especially when you consider that my dad's parents lived to be 90 and 94. Please remember to say a prayer for her. Her name is Mary Lou. My mom is recovering from a horrendous bout of shingles. It just keeps coming..
If everyone continues to heal and cooperate, we intend to go Hot Springs tomorrow to spend the 4th weekend with PDaddy's dad/stepmom. I think we'll have fun, but I'm not looking forward to wrangling a one-armed dad and a newly de-tonsilled 6 year old. Still, it will be good to take a trip. Things have been hairy here for a bit too long.