Emmett and I made a trip to McDonalds between speech and school. He got an apple juice daddy got a milk shake. Emmett feel asleep in mid-sip. He was quite tired after the evaluation.
On a side note, that was the last time that door on the van worked….
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Does this mean where I write ? Duh, of course it does. Sometimes it's not here and I just send comment. I hope my messages have reached you. Wow I sure am use to this insurance ordeal, that's how I lost most of my teeth. I hope I never need an organ transplant. Then again I am ever so grateful for what they have done for me. It's a crasy life experiance to walk with one foot on one side of the line, and the other foot on the other side. I'm absolutely sure that if you have never been there you can't understand it. The oddity being that people with there heads buried in the sand just have no idea how close they are to poverty. They're next and they will find out just the way we had to. Is there a way to bridge that gap. I don't think so. So much for my opinions! I guess it's my way of saying sorry for you're surgery ordeal. Stick to the drawing board.