We went up to the North Shore for the weekend and stayed in our favorite home away from home. Daniel threw rocks into Lake Superior with his dad. My hip being what it is (much better, thanks to radiation, but still sporting a small fracture that keeps me on the cane), I didn't venture onto the rocks. I did go swimming in the Cove Point Lodge pool, though.
Daniel had his first-ever taste of Betty's Pies. I think he liked it.
That's me, this morning, with the cove (the one the lodge is named for) in the background. I'm smiling at something Daniel is doing ... over there.
We got Daniel a pair of Crocs in Duluth. I think they're adorable!
My favorite part of the weekend, besides watching Daniel have fun exploring, was just sleeping in, lounging around and having no agenda whatsoever. And watching old movies (Working Girl, The Truman Show) on cable. I woke up this morning to find Daniel standing in front of my face at the edge of the bed holding a card, which he then gave to me with a sweet, proud smile. Moments like that melt my heart — and make up for the minor disasters such as last night's attempt to eat in a proper restaurant. Oy. Traveling with two little ones is definitely tougher than with one.
The weekend was a nice calm before the storm. I have my last radiation treatment tomorrow, plus another CT scan. Chemo could start later this week. I'll know for sure Tuesday.
So ... back at it.