Thank you all so much for your kind words about my daughter’s surgery on Friday.
She is a trooper and even left on the hospital bed to go back to the OR with a smile and a thumbs up for her teary eyed parents faking an encouraging smile. The poor thing didn’t know what was coming next despite us trying to gently explain it to her. She just thought she was going to smell some yummy “cotton candyland” through the gas mask they let her hold. I was glad she’d fall asleep to that smell, the cotton candy scent carefully pasted on to the inside of the gas mask, rather than an IV which they did once she was fast asleep in candyland dreamland.
Hmm, now that I’m writing this, her little dreamland sounds vaguely familiar…
Cocco has been enjoying all the attention my little girl is getting, mistakenly thinking it’s for him. He even thought this balloon bouquet a friend dropped off had some hidden snacks for him. He couldn’t quite figure out where those treats were tucked away so he moved on after he gave it a thorough inspection.
I heard about Cocco’s mission to steal her flavorful frozen treats. He has been very open in his attempts to popsicle-snatch. As her mom, I’m proud to say she is a good competitor against Cocco’s ruthlessness. She holds the popsicle high above her head and Cocco only manages to jump up and do a balancing act before he topples over, minus the popsicle.
As Cocco’s Mamma, I’m not that cruel. So . . .
That lime flavor seemed to fulfill his every desire.
Thanks again for your thoughtful messages and we promise to start getting around to your blogs as soon as we can. Managing a popsicle holder and aspiring popsicle thief isn’t nearly as tough as managing a 1.5 year old demanding to go popsicle for popsicle with his big sister!
~ Katie, the Mamma that runs this pigpen, and Coccolino the popsicle thieving mini pig