"Good job Dad-ney! Good job! Niiiicccee!"












I got some video of Jackson on the jetski with Daddy--don't worry, they stayed in the cove the whole time. Surprisingly, I wasn't worried about him in the water this time around. I think b/c he's used to being in the water, and knows to keep his head up, I wasn't afraid of him going under and me not being able to see him. That's the one thing that scares me about lakes.









Jackson really wanted to see that train in the outfield move. He kept asking me when it would go, and finally, I got tired of him asking me, and the fact that we had not hit the ball all game, I said, "Jackson, when they hit the damn ball, the train will go. Tell them to hit the ball!" Not even realizing what I said, I continued talking to Jeff. Then, Jackson yells "HIT THE DAMN BALL! HIT THE DAMN BALL!" I couldn't help but laugh, and the entire section in front of us turned and started laughing hysterically. But you know what, they got a hit! And the train moved! He was so excited!


















A few days later, my friend Nicole stopped by and brought me some amazing red carnations! My kitchen has never been prettier with all those flowers. Thank you to everyone who sent us cards, well wishes, and prayers. It meant so much to us that you were thinking of us.We love you all!