Saturday, May 30, 2009
We went strawberry picking. It was beautiful day today, and the berries were ripe and ready.
After all the picking was done, we came home and made some yummy freezer jam, and a family favorite - Strawberry cake.
Time to eat, then sleep, then one more day of waiting.
hhuummm, What to do tomorrow?
The money pit, aka, our yard, always needs something.
Nothing is worse than a crucial part of your flower bed not making it through the winter, and throwing off the whole balance of your landscaping.
So, a new crepe myrtle was bought.
A big hole was dug.
One little boy tested out the depth.
One big beautiful tree in the hole.
Balance is restored.
At least for the flower bed.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Results: Still not sure, but whatever it is, it's not good.
We are basically looking at two scenarios right now.
Best Scenario - a rapidly growing infection in the bone. If this is the case, she will have to have surgery to remove as much of the infected bone as possible.
Worst Case Scenario - some type of malignancy attacking the bone. If this is the case, they will immediately begin running her through about 10 different tests to determine what kind of cancer it is, they will have to stage it, and determine a treatment.
She is scheduled for a biopsy on Monday morning at 10:00am at Scottish Rite hospital at Children's Healthcare of Atlanta. The doctor said that 95% of the time they can tell immediately what they are looking at, so we should definitely know on Monday what course of action we are going to have to take.
My mom is here now helping with the family.
We are all handling this as best as we know how right now.
Madilyn is doing fine. She doesn't really comprehend the seriousness of the situation. She knows she is having surgery Monday, and is not excited about that, but her spirits are up, and she is still acting like Madilyn, and that is the way we want to keep it.
I will continue to update the blog as much as I can.
Thanks so much for caring and for your prayers.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
But this, this is serious crazy.
This is uncertain crazy.
Madilyn has a mass on her collar bone, and over the weekend she got to where she could hardly move her right arm at all. We took her to the ER yesterday to try and see what was going on.
Words like cancer, oncologist, and hematologist were all we needed to hear to know something serious is going on.
From the CT scan, it looks like something is eating away at her bone in her neck/collarbone area. What, we don't know.
So we are being sent to Children's Healthcare of Atlanta to try and figure this out.
We have an appointment tomorrow with a Pediatric Orthopedic surgeon, who will most likely need to perform a biopsy.
That sounds scary enough, right.
I will keep you posted on any developments as soon as I can.
As for us, Donny and I are just hoping for the best right now.
Until we are told otherwise.
We will deal with that if we have to.
Here's to hoping we don't.
Please pray for my beautiful daughter.
Thank you in advance for caring.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Where are you when I need you?
I know you are off somewhere right now making the New Moon movie, which in all practicality means you should be somewhere other than in Forks with that lucky Bella. Maybe you are in South America. Please tell me you have not already left for Italy. I shudder at the thought.
But if you are reading this, please come.
I NEED YOU.
I have a need that only you can take care of for me.
You see, I have worked so hard to plant this beautiful garden.
Everything is growing so nicely.
I know you have no use for food, but us humans, we do.
And nothing is better than fresh veggies from the garden.
At least to us humans anyway.
I can almost taste my peas on my tongue.
And smell my eggplant cooking.
It won't be long, but only if you come.
Without you, there won't be anything left soon.
Make sure you come hungry.
The tracks look like it's at least two nice sized deer.
They think they can just help themselves to my labors.
But I have other plans for them.
That is where you come in.
My husband is of no use to me for this situation.
He is too concerned with laws and going to jail.
But not you, I know you can handle this easily.
In the meantime, I have a substitute standing guard.
I don't know how long he will hold off the moochers.
So please come,
I'll be waiting.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
But sometimes, there can be a definite down-side to that treasured moment of alone time on the couch, resting and relaxing after a long day, not having to worry about what the disaster-prone toddler is up to now.
Last night I walked into the bathroom and found this
Now granted that Philip is about the cutest little lion cub ever, but this was not all I found. He was accompanied by this
And just for effect, another angle
And, yes, the water was still running.
He was having a blast.
And couldn't understand why I freaked out.
After I grabbed the camera, of course.
Had I freaked out prior to my snaps, the photos would have been less than desirable.
Just when you think it is safe to breathe, he proves me wrong.
Disaster #1,478,532 averted.
Until next time, the trouble maker will be planning. . . stay tuned.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Why else would you be reading this?
Really, why else? I'm curious.
Here are some things you may or may not know about me:
My name is Chrissy Langley
My legal name is Christina Michelle Langley
My birth name is Christina Michelle Parr
I was supposed to be a boy.
And be named Christopher Michael Parr
Good thing I am adaptable.
12 is my favorite number
1 + 2 = 3
I have three children
Madilyn Nicole (Nicole after Donny's sister)
Colin McClain (McClain after Donny and his Dad)
Philip Michael (Michael after my dad)
The letters M, N and L are my favorite letters.
They represent the ups and downs that are my life.
Can you count how many M, N, and L's are in their names combined?
If you counted 12, you would be correct.
Wait, it gets better.
As a kid, did you ever try to come up with a saying or phrase to match your initials?
My initials were CMP.
The only thing I ever came up with was Colgate Maximum Protection.
You would have thought I had nice cavity-free teeth.
Not the case.
Ask my mother.
Or Dr. Boone.
I kept all 8 of his kids in Guess jeans.
I recently discovered what my initials stand for
CMPL - Christina Michelle Parr Langley
Colin Madilyn Philip Langley
They are who they are for a reason.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
And since I will not have a job anymore come 9/25, this promotion puts us one step closer to me being able to go back to being a stay-at-home mom. And maybe another baby!
Oh shut-up, Donny and Mom, and Miriam. I am just kidding. I know, no one wants me to have another baby. That was just a joke. Good grief.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
Wouldn't that be magical?
If I hadn't already, I would give you these,
Wouldn't that be fancy?
If you wouldn't kill me, I would give you this,
Wouldn't that be yummy?
If you didn't have too much, I would give you this,
Wouldn't that be enough?
If you needed it, I would plant you these,
Wouldn't that be lovely?
If I knew how, I would build you this,
Wouldn't that be dreamy?
If you would take him, I would give you this,
Wouldn't that be fun?
If I didn't want them, I would give you these,
Wouldn't that be overwhelming?
All of the gifts I could give you, none ever seem to be enough.
Nothing I can give you could ever compare to everything you have given me.
But I do have a little something for you.
But it was too big to ship.
So it will be waiting on you when you come visit soon.
So, because I wanted to, I am giving you this,
Isn't that mysterious?
Happy Mother's Day!
I love you!
Sunday, May 3, 2009
And by one, I don't mean #1.
I mean, THE one, the one that was sent to you on purpose, with a mission, to prove multiple meanings in your life, and give you in depth knowledge and growth potential.
The one that will make you question every decision, choice, and action you have ever made or done as a parent.
I blame Donny for our "one". He couldn't have been sent to me. How could he have been? In the book of exemplary children, I was the poster child.
It must be Donny's fault. I will blame him.
He must be the one that needs the challenges that this child brings us.
He must be the one that needs to grow and learn and develop attributes and qualities that only a child like this one can challenge in him.
But if that were the case, why do I have to suffer in the process as well?
I mean, come on, if you look at the scale of suffering from 0 -10 and place myself and my two siblings on that scale, we all know where I would fall.
Sorry guys, but you know it is true.
I was, and still am, the Golden Child.
The one that parents dream of having as a child.
The one that reminds parents why they had children to begin with.
That would be me.
I never claimed that I didn't need to learn humility.
But honesty, know that, I have down!
So I'm sure the question you are all dying to have answered is "What has Colin done now?"
What hasn't Colin done now, would be a more encompassing question, but for now, for today, let me tell you about his latest installment of "I was sent here to challenge you".
Appropriately named, STOP is the in-school suspension program at my kids' elementary school. I don't know if it stands for anything, but I figured it out, the hidden meaning -
Students That Oppose Parenting
It is a secret cult. But I got their number! Oh yeah, I'm on to those kids.
Colin spent a whole day in STOP last week. He's lucky it was only one day.
And for what could he have done to deserve such action?
Well, let me give you a few hints:
1. Have you ever misplaced something in your house, even though you know exactly where you put it, but suddenly, it is just gone, like, say, umm, I don't know, a $20 bill?
2. And when you offer a bribe to the child that is first to find said misplaced item, he always come running right away with it, and you just marvel at his good fortune and excellent hunting skills?
3. Does your child often find himself the lucky recipient of unexpected and, more importantly, unexplainable, knick knacks, odds-n-ends, or even better, "Jimbob gave this to me" gifts, especially when he comes home from school or playing at a friend's house, like, umm, let's see, new Pokemon cards or super cool Hot Wheels?
4. Do you find your child's backpack to often contain merchandise that you know was not purchased by yourself, but yet, according to your child, belongs to him, like, umm, how about a brand new box of erasers?
Figured out his problem?
Another hint - He needs his hands washed. They are very sticky.
Very, Very Sticky
You got it now right?
My son is a kleptomaniac.
What? It is a disease.
And the kid needs help.