Well folks,
Christmas has come and gone, and we made it through. Mine started with Peanut projectile barfing across my backseat on the way to Mom's, and then upon entering Mom's house, Watson peed on her tree and then crapped in her kitchen. I HAVE NO IDEA!!!!!! Clark Griswold is my uncle. Have I ever mentioned that before?!?! :) But Christmas was nice and rainy in East Tn, and a jolly time was had by all, and we all gained about 18 pounds.
So April got a new heart for Christmas and is still in very critical but stable condition.
And so are the days of our lives....
Jeanie
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