Sunday, July 12, 2009

Kansas, Sedgwick Zoo & Some Catch-Up

We've spent the past week in Kansas visiting with Rob's parents. TJ has had a total blast demonstrating all of the ways in which Grandma's house is NOT baby-proof.

Rob and TJ have spent some really good time together, too. This is one of my favorite faces TJ is making lately (sorry, honey; I caught you mid-blink).
This is my younger sister, Natalie, baby-sitter extraordinaire who made getting my tonsils out a much less stressful experience by taking such good care of TJ. Thanks for a great job, Natalie!!!

We took TJ to the zoo on Tuesday. As we drove there, we wondered if he would just be miserable, or if he would like the animals. He LOVES the dog, so we figured there was a good chance he'd like it. Boy, did he ever.

Did this giraffe pose for us, or what? I love this picture.

This tiger cooperated nicely by sitting right in front of TJ and letting us all admire his beautiful coloring. I hope he wasn't dreaming of Baby Thigh a la mode... TJ wouldn't make much of a lunch.
The elephants were also a huge hit (elephants are one of my favorites). As we watched the elephants, I told TJ about how he has visited the elephants before. He was much smaller then.






This is the Keeper of the Plains monument in downtown Wichita, located at the convergence of the Big and Little Arkansas Rivers. Although much smaller than the Arkansas River as we are accustomed to it in Little Rock, it's still beautiful. We enjoyed our jaunt to the monument, and I learned some good history about the Plains tribes that once lived here. I always enjoy an area so much more when I know something of it's past.

Sunday, July 5, 2009

The Fat Lady is Singing

Last week we pulled out of Little Rock. Thus closes more than a chapter of life; thus closes a saga, an epic journey, never to be fully appreciated by anyone who has not either done it themselves or been very close to someone who has done it.

Rob grew up always knowing that he wanted to be a doctor. Once he was grown, the work began in earnest.


4 years of undergraduate at BYU.

4 years of medical school at Texas A&M.

1 year of research.

1year of internship in Salt Lake City.

4 years of residency in Washington DC.

2 years of fellowhip in Little Rock.


These are the bones only, a framework upon which a specialty surgeon was created.

Some of the stories are awful and make my heart hurt: 120+ hour work-weeks. Pain. Blood. Exhaustion. Lost holidays. Lost years. Some of the stories make me laugh until I cry: Dr. Love. Scrub pants that won't stay up during long surgeries. Bizarre personalities of other surgeons.

Honey, you are amazing. I'm so grateful I get to be part of your life. I'm so glad TJ has such a great dad.
I'm thrilled I got to be your date to your fifth and final (it is the final one, right?) graduation. You do such amazing work (this is the "after" picture. I don't think I should put the "before" picture on. I'm sure I'd be violating some sort of privacy act, since it is a recognizable picture of a child's face. This one is a little more anonymous. Check out those perfect stitches. My husband could give Amy Butler a run for her money any day). Those Oklahoma kids sure are lucky they're going to have you.

I did indeed hook up with the right guy. We love you tons!
Mel and TJ


PS- Thanks for the house. I can't wait to move in!
(We close on July 28th!!!!!!)