Tooth #4 is on the doorstep!

Now if only the sucker would come in! We've hardly noticed the arrival of the first 3, but this one is causing our poor little man some trouble.

Still, if that is the most dramatic issue to mark our days, we're thankful.

We've been busy bees, taking advantage of the amazing weather to get in some very late winterising. I think we're officially there. I've even dug out some of my old cans of paint to give the shop a face-lift. Feels really good to be productive.

I don't want to jinx us, but mention was made of possibly being home for christmas. Our cycle would have us waiting in hospital for reactions to his last round of chemo, but as his history thus far has been solid, they may allow us to recoup at home with extreme caution. I have mixed feelings about that. Of course, there will be no visiting family this year for any of us... I suppose it could be a very restful special experience. I'm also going through a reaction that I'm told many do - the abrupt absense of our safety net wants to worry at me. While I'd like to think we're level headed enough to handle things should anything happen, I know the truth. No adverse reactions yet have happened to truly test us. I've seen what can happen on the other children on the floor and the possibilities are beyond petrifying. Again, I will push that out of my mind. No sense borrowing what isn't here yet.