Probably Daddy

As unflattering as this little tale is for me, it's just too funny not to tell.

The other night I was having a bit of tummy trouble which resulted in some particularly noxious backside wind. Elliot caught a whiff of it and asked his usual, "What's that smell?!?" I apologised and said that my stomach was upset, and he went on about how "yucky" and "smelly" I was for awhile.

An hour or so later, it was time for Elliot to go to bed, and we asked him who he wanted to cuddle with him in bed, and he quickly answered as per usual these days, "Mommy!"

When I reminded him of my tummy issues, he quickly changed his mind and answered, "Probably Daddy then" without a second thought and trotted off to bed.

Gramma's one tough cookie

Today's the day that we got the fantastic results of my mom's PET scan results after her 3rd round of chemo. Much to all of our amazement, she's gone from being riddled with cancer throughout her body to being nearly completely cancer free in only two months!!

She's still got three more nasty rounds of chemo, but I know that this encouraging news is exactly what she needs to keep up the fight.

So HAPPY!