We managed to exhaust the children and ourselves with a wonderful weekend. Mike took Thursday and Friday off to treat our family to some fun. On Thursday we went to Lynden (about an hour north) to enjoy their fair. We looked at cows, cats, bunnies, goats, and pigs until those girls were all exhausted. One of the highlight was the seeing-eye-dogs. Their trainers gave out little pictures of the dogs...which Kelby treasured. Grampa George and Gramma Debbie came with us, so the girls were in heaven.
On Friday, Gramma Debbie watched Anika all day so we could take Kelby and Tegan down to Seattle's Wild Waves theme park. They say there are amusement park rides there, but I wouldn't know because the girls never let us stray far from the wave pool that whole day. We did venture a few trips down water slides and floating if the "river" loop, but only saw the carousel just before we left. I've never seen joy on Kelby's face like I did that day...especially when she was in the wave pool. The girls wore their lifevests and let the waves take them where they may. We were in there so much that I often felt like I was still in the waves when I was out walking on the pavement. Kelby kept putting her head down in the water to swim. She started sticking one finger up out of the water when she was down. I asked her what she was doing and she said, as though it were obvious, "I'm being a shark!" Finally she put her whole hand up to make a better fin. If one was good, two hands were up evenually. "Look! I'm two sharks!"
I decided the other day that it was long overdue for me to watch the Barbie movies with the girls. I listened to "Barbie Fairytopia" in the car so many times, but I never watched it until last week. Mike is playing softball now, so when he was gone we had a girl movie night. The show is really quite delightful and had an amazingly sweet message. It is about a fairy with no wings that ultimately saves everyone. She was tempted by the bad fairy with wings, but she chose to do what was right and not to get those wings. In the end she got even better wings from the good fairy. I told Kelby that she was like that wingless fairy. "You've had a hard life, but it makes you special." I can't remember if it was my idea or hers, but she decided she would get wings in heaven. She prays at night now, "And God, if you have some wings, I would really like some wings." I've been reading fantasy books lately and I've found that I am enamored with the other worlds created in fairytales. God created our imagination. It is a small picture of Him and how he created us. Our imagination is a gift from God. Heaven must be wonderful that way...like a child's imaginary world come to life. Bye the way, Kelby also wants to be a talking dog when she goes to heaven. It's funny because it isn't as though we talk about her going to heaven all the time. She just brings these things up on her own.
On Saturday, Mike had some guys over to play their networked computer games, so I asked Debbie and George if I could hang out at their place until bedtime. Grampa set up their tent trailer as our base station and the girls played in the pool and with their cousins all day.
It was a terrific weekend, but with skipping naps three days in a row, those older girls were exhausted! We are caught up now by going to bed early and taking long naps. Those girls still need their naps...especially Kelby. I can't tell if that is just her personality or if it is from health issues. She's always needed more sleep. Maybe that extra sleep has helped her to fight off cancer cells setting up shop.
On Sunday we had a relaxing day. I watched "Never Ending Story" with the girls which was a little scary, but had a flying, talking dog in it. He was my favorite character when I was a kid and needless to say, Kelby was in love with him.
Today was "do the laundry & clean the house day". I didn't get the house cleaned, but we made it to the library and park for awhile this afternoon. I better get to at least the guest bathroom tomorrow before my mom comes on Wednesday.
I'll be taking Kelby down for scans that morning, getting her an injection and some oral contrast to drink. Then we'll head out to the airport to pick up Gramma DeeDee. We should make it back to the hospital just in time for the scans and an appointment with the oncologist. I'm obsessed and worried all the time, so I'm hoping these scans will put me at ease for awhile. The scans have never revealed anything that we didn't already expect (except the very first time), so hopefully it will be that way again.
Please keep praying.