Congrats to our good friends, Josh and Bonny, who are expecting their first baby at the end of April/first of May.  That kiddo will be so blessed to have such great parents!  So yay!

I broke my tooth yesterday morning.  On a breakfast burrito of all things.  The tooth was weakend during chemo and I noticed a large hole in it, so this was just a matter of time.  What sucks is that I have had at least two appointments a week since I got out of the hospital a little over a month ago, so I didn’t want to take the time to make an appointment.  Well, I guess now I kinda have to.  So Thursday.  Sigh.  I hate going to the dentist.  Yes, I worked for one, that makes it worse.  I know exactly what they’re doing.

A great conversation between me and Gracie last night:

“mommy, John McCain is better than Barack Obama”

“Oh really?  Where did you hear that?  Have you been talking to Grandpa?”

“No, they said it on the TV” 

“who is “they”?”

“John McCain.  He said he was better than Obama.” 

So cute and funny.  I love that kid!

My hair is starting to get sooo long!  It’s to my shoulders now and curly all over.  I have fun with headbands and clippies.  It’s wild, I love it!

Dr Bajaj said today that I don’t have to come back for another check up for three weeks!  Awesome!

And Dr Tfayli said that since I’m two years out from my cancer diagnosis, and the CT scans have shown “nothing significant” that I don’t have to do them anymore!  Woooooo! 

We’re participating in the Susan G Komen Race for the Cure again this year.  And when I say “we” I mean Chris and I, with the girls, and my parents and sister Brooke, maybe Matthew if he wants to. I’m starting my fundraising campain soon, so if you have some extra change laying around, send it my way!  Last year, 44 women were diagnosed with breast cancer as a result of mammograms they wouldn’t have otherwise received–but thanks to the Susan G Komen foundation and Race for the Cure, there are 44 women who like me, are getting a second chance at life.  And that’s JUST from the grant to OU Medical Center!  Other hospitals recieved grants and who knows how many lives it has saved??? It’s a VERY worthy cause! 

When Trinity sees Barack Obama on the TV she yells “Ohmama! Ohmama!” Hilarious! 

I think that’s it for now.  I’m busy ebaying all the girls’ clothes from last season, and trying to keep the house in some kind of order.  For the record, it’s not working.

A perfectly normal sunny Saturday morning.  Mommy is sipping coffee and loading the dishwasher, Daddy is sleeping in.  The Moroz girls decide to play in the back yard.  Not five minutes later, the screams from my children could wake the dead.  I drop a fork on the floor as I run to the patio door to see my two precious angels, screaming and crying and pointing to some monstrosity I can’t see without going outside on the patio.  I expect a garden snake, a squirrel, perhaps a mouse.  I throw open the door and run outside while their screams escalate.  I prepare for battle with the worst kind of critter, and since it has obviously offended my princesses, I will be brave.  I turn to see it.  The monster.  It is a…

moth.   

This my friends, is the drama that I live with.  Heart racing moments of emergency turned hilarity and blood curdling screams of fear turned delight.  And this is the joy (and pain) of having little girls.