We all went to the Hendrix campus this afternoon so I could practice taking pictures. It was such a beautiful day! I got some cute ones of David and Anna. I don’t know if they’re what the instructor had in mind, but hey, they’re the most important subjects to me! I realized later I was so concerned about framing that I didn’t pay enough attention to lighting. Maybe next time.
Anna and cousin Addie checkin’ each other out:
Oops, this one’s upside down… wait, no it isn’t:
Anna is 5 months old today! I didn’t have a lot of time to take good pictures, because we’re heading out of town. We’re going to Mobile, Alabama to show Anna off to David’s grandparents and aunts and uncles. If you’ve been watching the weather lately, you’ll notice that there’s a bit of rain down around that area. Yep, it looks like we’re heading right into Tropical Storm Fay. Anyway, here she is pre-trip:
Anna officially rolled over today! The little sneak did it while I wasn’t looking. I put her on her tummy, started doing something else, and the next thing I knew she was on her back, smiling proudly. It took a few times before I caught her doing it. She just needed to practice without an audience so she could perfect it. Here is a video:
Any suggestions, anyone? Cold turkey? Gradual weaning?
(Of course, I could step it up a notch—the Halo Sleepsack Swaddle. Surely she couldn’t bust out of that…)
Today is one of those happy “anniversary” days. One year ago today, we went to the OB and saw Anna for the first time on the ultrasound. She was this tiny little peanut-looking thing, with a tiny little light pulsing in the middle—her beating heart! And so this baby became more than a blue line on a pregnancy test; we knew for sure that there really was a baby in there, we spread the news to our friends and family, and the adventure began.
Unfortunately, what should have been a joyful day was derailed by another event—we had to take our sweet Sasha to a specialist veterinarian in Little Rock because she has cancer. We found out yesterday that a growth which was removed from her tongue last week, and thought to be benign, was actually a malignant melanoma. Up until just a few short years ago, malignant melanoma in dogs was almost certainly a death sentence. But now, caught early enough, it responds remarkably well to a new type of vaccine. The doctor thinks that Sasha’s cancer was caught very early; she didn’t feel any enlargement in the lymph nodes, and her chest x-ray was clean. So she thinks Sasha is a perfect candidate for this treatment. We are going ahead with it, but it takes a few months to work, so we have to endure a bit of anxious waiting before we know if she’s going to be ok. Fortunately, unlike chemo, this treatment has no side effects. Sasha’s a tough little dog; she’s gotten through a lot already, and I hope she’ll get through this too.
Next July 31, I want to celebrate both of their lives.
… of my budding musician! She even knows to put it in her mouth—she’s a genius! (What, you say it’s because babies put everything in their mouths? Nah. It’s because she’s a musical prodigy.)
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