It's the Final Countdown.

Yes, picture a big hair band or a bunch of crazy girls singing it - either way it's the truth!! 2 days until surgery.

 I am starting to get  a bit nervous - having some super crazy dreams.  I'm not worried about the silence after surgery - I have done that and know I can do it.  I am actually scared it won't work.  I know that percentage is very low but stranger things have happened.  I keep reading all the consent forms in depth - yikes.  I know it is on every form I signed when I had kids, etc. but I never had them for a week to read. Scared is probably not the right word - anxious is more like it.  Ready to do it and get it over.  Or maybe I am looking forward to a quiet house - hmmm. 

My kids are getting super star treatment next week:  a weekend at the lake and then 4 days at the beach.  Lucky kids.  BUT they have been rock stars!!! Katie can understand me better than anyone or maybe she is patient and takes her time guessing so I don't get frustrated. She would make an awesome teacher :).  She relays information, orders food at drive thrus, answers my phone, and even ordered for me at the movies the other day.  WOW!!! Connor is just as impressive - just gets a bit more frustrated that he doesn't understand me. But the other night at a friends house he explained to a bunch of strangers why I couldn't talk and got it all right.  Maybe he will be the doctor. They are also getting along  so far.  May be the zero tolerance rule we put into effect this summer.  Pretty much says we will not accept whining, arguing, or fighting.  we get final word or you lose screens.  IF they can talk to us in an important voice and give good reason why they want something we will discuss with them.  Working really well so far. We will have to type it out for the grandparents to take with them on their journeys!!

It is amazing in public - most people are very understanding and get that I can't talk - most think I have laryngitis - sure that's it.  But every once in a while I get strange looks from people - maybe its because I am whistling for my kids like you do a dog - parenting 101 - treat children like pets.  Some lady just stared at me at Belk's the other day as I whistled and Connor followed - wish my dogs were as well behaved.

"talk" to you soon!!