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oh poor blog, i've neglected you. i am starting up a video blog... better for me because i feel that i am talking to someone who isn't listening because they feel they have to... or listening because they feel they have to but not really listening... so i will post my videos here. trying to boost my web presence.

My Dad is famous!

My Dad had surgery today

We found out my Dad had stage IV colon cancer shortly after my daughter was born. He was in training to reintegrate into the army after being out for 16 years. My Dad was able to take leave to come see us about a week after she was born (3 weeks early) having planned to be there for 2 weeks before hoping to catch the birth of his first granddaughter.  He was having lots of intestinal problems his whole visit... and I tried to convince him to see a doctor here since we are at the largest army base in the continental US. He didn't want to get stuck here... he wanted to finish his training and finish his career.
So about June was when we found out... its been a lot of ups and downs since then, nearly 2 years now... its been a strain on him in every way... emotionally for the rest of the family. His marriage has suffered.  And that's me being impartial because he is married to my mother and has been for 27 years!
Most of the time he just wants to be taken care of and my mother is not the type but has tried. But is also weary of it.
The surgery today was something he hoped would make him cancer free and not have to go back for chemo. But, he still has a lymph node full of cancer.
Nobody wants their Dad to die and especially me, a Daddy's girl. But you know why I don't want him to die?
My Dad convinced each and every one of his 4 girls that each individual girl was his favorite. We believed it! I want my children to feel so special and loved too. I want them to each believe they are his favorite grandchild. And I want them to realize as an adult that here was a man who had a big enough heart to have many favorites.

She's ready to go places

My lil fluffer nuffer

I take her to the park almost every day...look at her little mane... time to get her hair under control...
It is so cottony. I am hoping it will all fall out and come in like her sister's. But my hair is crappy so it's probably gonna stay that way. We will figure it out over time. I won't let her hair be bad.

She loves to hug her brother

Amari loves to scream help!

Amari loves to scream help!
So much that she was saying it in her sleep last night. About the 5th time I went to get her out of her crib and brought her to bed with us. Good thing we upgraded to king size.
I have a lot of homework and packing to do... we will be moving in 1 to 2 weeks. We don't know the exact date, would have been March 5th but my honey's squad leader signed a form in the wrong place and he had to start over. I am praying the transition to retired soldier goes well for him. And that he figures out exactly what he wants to do as he is still young and how much effort he will put into it.
Wish me luck today. I don't feel like doing anything, but as I explain to 15 year old stepdaughter Gabrielle, that doesn't mean I don't have to. I still have to.
The photo is Amari sitting her stuffed bear into her space saver high chair. Which is on the ground right now. Ah, moving.
She's going for a nap right now. I did end up cleaning and organizing our room and the living room. I will reward myself with a 1 hour slice of her nap and if she's not awake then, study for a half hour. Then she'll have to get up. I'm thinking some park time for Amari her brother and I at that time.