Archive for October, 2010

She always wanted to help and she was always a nurturer and a protector.  First glaring evidence of this was at four years old and in the hospital with an IV in her arm and Mommy not able to save her from the painful needle necessary for going under.  A hernia. The cause? Her little 40 lb weight carrying a chubby brother well over three quarters of her size. Oh she carried him alright …down from his perch on the counter (look out!), drug him up the stairs like a rag doll (bounce, hit, bounce, hit!), hands clamped firmly under his arm pits and around his belly up to the dinner table (his shirt crumpled up to his neck and exposing round white belly).  “C’mon Jordan, time to eat dinner.”

It started when he was one year old and she was only two.  (more…)

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