Last week Greta and I spent a day doing errands together; four-year-olds are fun to take places.  They (mostly) hold hands in parking lots, (mostly) have good behavior, and always have awesome conversation and make the mundane tasks much more interesting. Greta is always pretty animated, so there is never a dull moment.  As we were rounding up one of our stops, she...

One of the prayers  when I was previously bald was that the girls and I would all have ponytails together one day.  It was just a visualize picture of teeny weeny significance in the grand scheme of things, but as my hair grew tiny bit by tiny bit, that ponytail prayer kept coming to mind and I held on to the hope that one day all three of us would have ponytails....

Yesterday we did the big shave for my hair. For those of you paying too-close-attention, you will realize that this is the day after Maren’s big party at school for which I was one of the coordinators.  Folks, it is a flat-out miracle that my hair hung in there; pre-buzz yesterday it was falling out in locks as I walked around the kitchen making pancakes....

This morning we got the delightful message of a surprise snow day as we woke up.  Yay! Greta is continuing her blooming independence with her self-implement morning routine.  She usually wakes up, and gets dressed immediately–still in her own Greta-styled fashionista outfits.  Then she goes downstairs by herself (lately she’s been up before Maren and...

Tonight I am trying the new-ish online shopping feature offered by my grocery store.  I’ve just clicked all the items into my cart, and — in theory — when I drive up to the pick up lane at the store tomorrow after chemo, some grocery store employee angel is going to load said groceries into my van.  Pretty cool, right?  My friends rave about it,...