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***This post was written Tuesday night, but posted Wednesday morning***
It's been one hell of a week already and my mind is racing. I didn't forget Jack on his birthday (with a post). I found out about the upcoming weather and had to figure that out. I really wanted Justin at Natey's surgery - Justin wanted to be there too, but we had to figure out what to do with the two little kids. I'm terrified of ice on the roads, so we decided that I'd take Nathan to SF Monday night and Justin would meet us there as soon as he could on Tuesday.

Before I loose you any more than I already have, the surgery was to take care of Natey's teeth. Remember?

All in all Natey did very well. Tonight, other than being very pale, he seemed fine.

I can't believe that we had to spend that kind of money on his baby teeth. We didn't have a choice - his teeth had really started hurting. At least it's done, but we'll be paying on them for a long time. I really should have been a dentist (except I don't like teeth - so maybe not).

I'm going to be losing my family from Thursday until Sunday when I go pick them up. Justin is going deer hunting and I'm beyond booked at work on Saturday with no other options of child care. Therefore, Justin is taking the kids with him to spend some time with their cousins, aunt and grandma. As much as I guess I should be happy for the 'time off', I'm really not. I'm already missing them and they aren't even gone yet. I'll leave for work on Thursday and see them Sunday. Seriously - this makes me sad.

Today is Veteran's day. It's not a day that I want to overlook. I'm happy that military men and women of today are held in such respect, but many who served in Vietnam still feel shame - and that makes me sad.

Last night on the way to SF, Nathan started talking about War(s). He wanted to know if we knew anyone who was in a war. I told him that Ferber was in a war. He said "Yeah, I know. Anyone else? Was Papa Wood?" I told him that Papa Wood served in Vietnam. He lit up like a fire cracker on the forth of July. He couldn't WAIT to tell his teacher that his Grandpa had been a soldier. I told him that I was very glad that he was so excited and suggested that we called Papa Wood to tell him Thank You for serving our country. He thought if he felt ok that we would. However, he didn't feel like talking on the phone tonight.

I also told him about one of our friends who lived through 2 tours in Vietnam. Nathan was amazed. He wanted to know when the next Vietnam was going to happen. He obviously didn't understand - and that's ok. I'm just happy that he thinks that being a soldier is so cool.

So, for now, I guess that's it. Thank you all for thinking of us while Nathan had his surgery. I really appreciate it.