Nana's Ninetieth

Nana turned 90 and we all celebrated. It was a lot of fun to see so many of her children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren, share all the love that she's created. What a special party!

40 day countdown

Okay, so today it occured to me that it's Ash Wednesday, which kicks off Lent, which lasts 40 days and concludes with Easter. Sesame Seed is due to arrive on April 4, which happens to be Easter Sunday so basically, I have 40 days in the desert to repent. Oh God. New life and a new birth is coming. Soon.

We had a family meeting to talk about Dad's treatment options and to support him (and each other) in how we've been dealing (or not) with the big C diagnosis. After the serious stuff, concluding that we'd pursue a second opinion as well as the surgical treatment, we had a nice dinner as a family.

Enzo is obsessed with infant carseats, and took this opportunity to get cozy in Kayden's seat. Here he is raising the roof.

Grandbob comes over often on Jeff's day off to hang out with Enzo. This week, the three guys met up with a random woman from craigslist who sold us a Bugaboo footboard for Enzo to stand on when I'm rolling sesame around, picked up some goodies and lunch at Ikea, and took a spin around the neighborhood.

Jeff and I made plans to celebrate Valentine's Day sans Enzo, and so Nana came over to entertain him. Before we even left, she busted out paste and foam shapes! And so we added these cool markers with magic paper. Best thing ever. Markers are clear (no stains on skin, walls, or clothes) and turn colors on the special paper. Genius. Jeff and I had a great time at dinner and Enzo was pooped out from all the arts and crafts.

Sesame seed

Our little sesame seed has grown into quite the little girl. Here she is leg pressing my uterus, working on her quads. If you ask me, she has Enzo's forehead and nose.

Parnell Park

We are family

The importance of family has never been more real. We found out last week that my dad has prostate cancer. And we found out this week that it's early and treatable. Needless to say, none of us has had much sleep, with the "what ifs" and the "what nexts," but also the "thank Gods." We need all the prayer we can get, so please keep him (and us) in yours.