Isaiah, baby boo bear....

I am... I don't know. What am I right now? Katie and I spent the day, from 10 to 4 working together, laughing together and crying together. She was here to help me take down all the Christmas decorations which, if you have ever been here at Christmas, you know is a formidable task. It was a good mopey day to do it; she helped tremendously. Kristin came by and we all actually laughed a few times checking out Kristin's New Years Eve party pics and ours.

We laughed about Denver's obsessive hope to earn more stars to achieve his mini motorcycle. And the hilarious picture of him with his little batman briefcase, his little tie and vest and the glasses with no corrective lens that he wanted so badly. And Maya and Isaiah on the giant stuffed horsey. Got serious talking about depression and bipolar disorder. Got sad talking about the not-too-successful dinner she and Tommy and the kids had last night.
And then at the end, the weirdest thing. We are sitting down at the kitchen table and Katie's phone, in her back pocket, is suddenly, softly speaking. She pulls it out and it is Laurie's voicemail message playing back to us. How did her phone dial "Munch"? No idea. Katie has at least a hundred phone numbers in her phone. How did Laurie's come up and get called? Hearing Laurie's voice, we both start to cry. Ten months and her voice makes us cry again. Finally we dry our tears and Katie comments that Laurie just wanted to let us know that she wished she could help with the Christmas tear down...Now that would be something. I think she only helped with that task maybe twice in 20 years.

And tomorrow, tomorrow little Isaiah is having some out patient surgery that has been planned for months. Not to be indelicate but to ward off curiousity, one testicle is undescended and will be "descended". Katie will be with Denver and Maya for the day and Tommy will be with Isaiah. Denver wants to play Twister at Katie's apartment. They will see where she lives and try to process a little more. I am praying that God will be so present for all of them. I have hope.

That's how I am...hopeful.