Remembrance Day: On the 11th month on the 11th day at the 11th hour give one minute of silence for fallen soldiers

In Flanders Fields
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army

In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

Football + Disocated Knee = Unhappy Teenager and The Child That Licks Window Sills

On Monday night DJ dislocated his knee playing football. YAY! The trip to the childrens hospital wasn't so bad. The staff were all excited because at least he wasn't another kid with the flu. We got in and out relatively fast, so no complaints. DJ was given Ketamine for sedation to pop the knee back in. Lets just say he was "tripping balls", his own words, when he was waking up. I never laughed so hard in my life and should have video taped him. Since then he's a complete nightmare. At 16 you would think he would be able to keep himself occupied but no he can't (unless he's playing WOW he's complaining). He's bored. He's can't get around on his crutches very well. He's uncomfortable. I don't mind waiting on him hand and foot, he doesn't ask for much so it's not that bad. It's the sad face that I can't handle. He has a full on neck beard, so his pouting makes me want to laugh. 6-8 weeks of him like this will not be fun................... at all.



Owen. I love this child. He licks things. Today it's the window sill in the living room. Enough said.

Thanksgiving

Today is the best day to start my blog. A day to be grateful to the people that I have in my life. My sister Debbie invited me to dinner, she is an amazing person and I look up to her. At dinner her family was there most of these people I have only met a few times. Her son and his girlfriend, daughter, husband, adoptive parents, sister and brother in-law, two brother's in-law and their wives, one niece and a foster daughter. It was loud and chaotic! Just they way family gatherings should be. Dinner was amazing and everyone helped out. Owen was running around licking the windows and playing with the girls, DJ and the boys were watching a football game. It reminded me of the family holidays we had when I was a little girl. Today was the day I missed my parents and the way things used to be. I am thankful for the family that opened their arms to me and my little family. Making us feel welcomed and part of their happiness. Today I am thankful.