Happy St. Paddy's day...did you know he was really Scottish?

You've missed me haven't you? Ha, ha. Tomorrow will be two weeks since I had my foot surgery. That's almost two weeks of sitting on my ever growing arse most of the day and having my sainted mother-in-law to raise my kids, clean my house, cook the meals, carpool, and be at my beck and call. Reading that doesn't sound like such a bad life but it gets really old after a while. And when I do get to stand up, five minutes and ten minutes alternating every other hour, I have just enough time to use the facilities, take my meds(just ibuprofen, nothing fun), and reposition myself back on the bed with the foot propped up. The weather's been gorgeous and I can't go outside. My stitches are ugly and now I'm just throwing a pity party so I'll stop now. :)

On a good note, Nate just finished with his knee surgery this morning. They cleaned up some damaged cartilage, repaired his torn miniscus, and took some tendon from his hamstring to replace his severed ACL. The surgery was two hours long but everything went well and he can start putting weight on it right away, though he'll have crutches for a little while. My sweet hottie of a husband is pushing the recovery limits by going back to work on Monday because he's actually in the middle of all the board testing for orthodontics. We Springers sure like to perform under pressure, I tell ya!

Oh, and Camden's been sick for two days. Just had to add that in there.

BUT! we bought the local pool pass yesterday so I'm actually looking forward to this summer because the pool is awesome. It has a lazy river, three water slides, a kiddie play area, and a lot of my friends have also joined.

Aidan was having a treat after lunch today and I asked him if he wanted to take a nap after preschool today...(hey, a mother can wish right?)

His reply? "Mom, I'll be juuust fine."

kids, gotta love 'em.