The Karsashian wedding cake is over six feet tall, with a flavor to please every guest
Bigfoot and sons excape to Brewster for time of alleged Barrington blackout. Barrington (most resident) now have power but Bigfoot already plan make lemonade of the lemon that be refugee status. Now make lemonade no good reason but for like drink lemonade.
Boys love being at Grammy and Grandpa Bob’s. Part of it is this: it’s spacious and clean and everything in it is nice, with three notable exception: writing implement, coleslaw, and breakfast cereal.
Diabetes a bit awkward here. Grammy winces at the sight of even innocuous lancet tool–she not yet see syringe. Grandpa Bob want take Bubs aside all of time, tell him he so special, he so treasured. Many relative, including daughter, wife, and brother in law, have told him this results in Bubs feeling sad. He not want to be set apart from group as sick. Want to tell Grandpa Bob, if unable to treat him like other grandchildren, send large Lego sets to Bubs at home.
Can't stop reading Mad Magazine---> waiting 15 miutes for blood sugar re-check no problem
Best part of day for Bigfoot, purchase new bicycle for Bubs. His bike very small and rusty. This a shiny new bike, get also matte kelly green helmet, do not know brand but have spade logo sticker. Bubs obviously love new bike. Our family not get many new equipment because live with Craigslist enthusiast. It a relief to just buy a nice bike, at a shop, no weird meeting point. Bubs so happy on this new bike. Idea is use for communte to school.
School plan begin September 6th, also plan day for Hurricane Katia.
Loving your blog! Between Minecraft, Mad magazine and Legos are boys sound like two peas-in-a-pod. Wish we could have met at the FFL
Katie, mom of Joey (age 11, dx 05/09)
me too! they even were diagnosed at about the same age, i think. (we’re 2 years behind you in both age and dx!) you don’t live in rhode island, do you?
Nope
We actually live in Florida about 3 hours south of the conference site. I haven’t found any d-moms with same intrest kids down here. Joey was the only one in his elementary school, except for an adorable 5 year old who was constantly forgetting what he had for lunch by the time he reached the nurses office : ) Maybe the boys could get together in a computer game. I really have no idea how any of that works, so of course I would need the 11 year old to tell me.
Please move here. Joey sounds perfect!
I know right!? I wish that when Joey was Dx’d we were invited to live in a beautiful gated community with carb-counted snacks and beverages at the block parties, coffee-breaks in the morning with other parents that were up at 2am, weilding sharp objects aimed at tiny fingers and glucose dispensers on ever corner. Thank god for the internet or I would be feeling so alone!
AMEN!