On the scale

On a scale from one to ten; Ten being totally crazy and one being not-so-much, I think Jeff and I are nine. It seems like the Homers have hit warp speed and it doesn't look like we are going to slow down for a little while. With up coming trips, surgeries, and tons of projects to take up all our time, I wonder when I will have a minute to go potty. We just signed Ryleigh up for a little dance class and she can't wait to start. We borrowed a DVD from the library about dance and she seems to pick things up really well. I need to mention a sad thing... She no longer has a problem pronouncing her "sp" sounds... Sad, because I loved to hear her say fooky and farkles....and mostly funge-BOB-Fuare-Pants..... I guess it is because she is going to be three on Saturday..(or was that 13) Alex is doing good he is starting to show the signs of needing this repair. I just hope he keeps packing on the pounds until we go. I need to take pictures of the backyard soon.. It is looking pretty amazing, Jeff and both our dads have been working back there... One other little thing... While we were in the hospital we made some very dear friends.. The Pearson's and the Curtis's, both families are back..... Ethan for his Glenn and Ian for a very scary heart failure... Will you please keep these families in your prayers as we hope for the best and wish them well....