Music To My Ears

On the 4th Ethne laughed her first laugh. It was at a duck sound Will was making with some toy from a duck ride in Branson, MO. It was precious, definitely one of my favorite sounds in the world & of course as soon as I grabbed the video camera it was too late. Will had her laughing again later on that night just fake laughing at her. There's something about his fake laugh. . . it always gets Lilyanah going too. And as equally adorable about a half hour she laughed in her sleep. It was just a little giggle but I think she must have been dreaming of her daddy's smile. I know the above isn't the most appropriate picture of Ethne in a post about her smiling, but it's so hard for me to believe that this cooing, smiling, laughing, baby girl isn't even 4 months old yet! (Which, by the way, is how old Lilyanah was when she started giving us big smiles!) We are blessed.
On Saturday Papa, my dad & Will worked on installing new french doors in our living room. I think all that's left to be done is interior molding around the door & painting it all. Once that's done I'll post a pic of the finished product. I'm sick unfortunately but happy to say that I am the only one in my family who got it moderately bad. Lilyanah has a little runny nose but apparently Ethne's getting all the antibodies she needs from me! On Sunday Will & I watched Extreme Home Makeover, it took place in Corvallis, OR. I hope you don't mind me saying this honey, but both Will & I teared up. The family whose home got the makeover had a little 8 year old girl who was/is battling cancer for the second time in her short life. I don't typically say hate, but I do hate that disease. She is such as sweet little girl, her name is Boey & she actually saves her money to buy teddy bears to give to other kids with cancer up at Doernbecker. I'm sure I misspelled that, sorry. It makes me ashamed of myself for not doing anything to make a difference in the lives of people who are still fighting for their lives. Last night Will & I looked at each other & after he told me I'm not allowed to get cancer again we decided we need to do SOMETHING. When I crawled in bed I prayed to God asking Him for guidance & a phrase came to mind, "Heaven On My Head". . . . And there is what I'm going to figure out how to do. My dear friend Lecia is a talented crocheter (that cannot possibly be a word, but you know what I mean) & made me amazing hats to wear while I was bald & that is how I described them, they were like 'heaven on my head'. So, that's what I'd like to do, get a bunch of people together who know how to crochet & see if I can purchase & maybe even get some VERY SOFT yarn donated to the cause & start making hats for sweet, bald little kiddos heads for the cold winter approaching. If you'd like to help at any level please give me a call or email or comment on the blog. I'm only starting to figure out the logistics but would love help. . . I hope you all are having a spectacular day & are enjoying your health!! ~Love, Wendy.