Ben's surgery has been scheduled for the middle of standardized testing week and the day before Jason is supposed to go on a spiritual retreat. It also happens to be St. Padre Pio's feast day. I spent much of today reading about him and I'm in awe of his story. I will be asking for his intercessions that day, for sure. Ben will be having a bronchoscopy while under anesthesia to check out his airway too, so we may as well throw in a request for no new whammies. I would love for Jason to still be able to make his retreat, but know that it will all be as it should. As my new friend, Pio always used to say, "Pray, Hope, and Don't Worry!"
Lest one think all we do around here is wait for reasons to see specialists, we've made a few end of summer memories that fall under the category of "way more fun than needles".
I took in some light hearted outdoor theater with my BFF.
Gigi crammed for Meet the Teacher Morning.
We tent camped.
In the family room. Because breathing is fun.
We had our last ice cream cone.
What kind of ice cream cone was that again??
We saw deer on bikes. Wait, I remember learning about this in grammar class. On bikes, we saw deer?
Jason proved he still knows the importance of woo.
Gigi discovered the joys of Parmesan....
and goat herding...
followed by honing her newest princess skill, Bird Command.
Good night, Gracie.