Oatmeal, Grits, and Playing With Trucks

The last week and a half have been rough to say the least. Kidney stones have been a thorn in my side, literally, since August 2008. Finally yesterday I had the little sucker removed. Thank you God for getting it out without complication. I specifically gave the doctor instructions that I had two babies at home, 3 yrs and 9 months, that needed me. And my husband that needed me too. I didn't need to tell God he already knew. So all went well, would've been better if the IV would've only had to be put in once and the breathing tube not for a horse. But all is well :)

So just a little humor in the morning is always good after a day like that. This morning I got up to help get the kids ready for nursery and I needed to eat so I could take my pain meds. Hunter and I shared a bowl of oatmeal, one of the few things he'll eat when he even wants to eat. I told him he was going to have red beans for lunch at school today, he said, "I don't like red beans, I don't like nothing." He paused for a few seconds, like he was pondering what he had just said. He then realizes, "I like oatmeal, grits, and playing with trucks." Me too Hunter, me too.

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