the swings

i'm sorry for the radio silence. we had a bit of a scare this week with violet. it's over now, so i won't bother recounting the details, but the short story is that i went for a second opinion about her weight - even though her regular ped thinks she's doing absolutely great - and the new dr ordered some extra tests to do rule-outs. there was blood drawn. there was a children's hospital appt. there were near fisticuffs between me and bureaucracy. but all of the results came back normal and healthy.

kevin was worried of course, but never really worried, and i've clawed my way back out of the google-induced panic spiral. because of murphy and his stupid law, it was my busiest work week of the year, and i've finally submitted a giant report that was due today. it was also teacher appreciation week at daycare, where i threw a pizza luncheon, delivered gifts, etc. kevin really couldn't miss work, since it's the last week before a hiatus, and we couldn't have made it all work without my mom, who came up from san diego and kept violet home, recovering from her latest cough. although a little chest cold never hinders violet's spunk, the proof that she is one hundred percent better is that her lungs have never produced louder shrieks, of joy or fury. it's like she's won the lottery when you give her an empty water bottle to play with; it's like you set fire to the winning ticket if you dare take that water bottle away. she really likes that water bottle, damnit.

one of the week's brighter moments took place at the park. we had to bolster the little runt in the bucket with blankets and things, but oh did she ever love it. here i give you violet's first swing: a retrospective.