I'm waving you back over...

So, what is the matter with her? you might be thinking. Is she always this inconsistent? Well, there are a lot of things wrong with me, just ask my husband. But, for now, I have just been a little preoccupied. That is why I haven't posted in a week. I wrote a post every day for a week, and then I disappeared for a week. That's how I roll.

I'll be better able to tell you more about it toward the end of the week. I've had a lot going on. For now, I can tell you that my aunt had quintuple bypass surgery last week (yes, that's five bypasses! Like David Letterman!) and she is doing wonderfully well. It was frightening because she had some internal bleeding and had to go in for a second surgery, but everything is A-OK now and she leaves the hospital tomorrow. I was worried most of the week with sky-rocketing anxiety and therefore couldn't concentrate to write a post.

Also, my husband was out of town at the beginning of the week and we had a big snowstorm at the end of the week- well, big for us here in Arkansas. We got something like six inches of snow and some ice. This shuts down the entire town. I've got pictures loaded up for you of my son sledding with my husband. We live on a steep hill, so it was perfect for sledding. This picture is my husband pulling Max up the street.

I am a wuss and a weenie, so I only went down the hill once. My husband and I and Max were all three on the sled. We were going super fast, which freaked me out, and I screamed the whole time while dirty street snow flew into my mouth. That was it for me. I was out.

Like I said, I'll tell you more at the end of the week. Here are the pictures!

Oh! And one last note: thank you to everyone for the toothbrush advice. We got him a spinbrush and he let us brush his teeth ALL WEEK! Naturally, the thrill is starting to wear off and he fought us again last night, but hey. We got a whole week of toothbrushing in. Surely that will save his teeth for a while. Thanks again!

This picture was taken after sledding, when Max had his first hot chocolate. Look, he's drunk with chocolate marshmallowy love.