Never had her nails polished!

When my Grandma was alive she would cook breakfast at her house every Sunday morning. Everyone had an open invitation to her house for Sunday breakfast. When I say she cooked breakfast I don't mean opened a box of cereal I mean eggs, sausage, bacon, potatoes, toast, sometimes pancakes and french toast and what ever else she had in the fridge. Sometimes there were two people for breakfast and sometimes there were twenty. Somehow Grandma always had enough food. Lately we have started the 2010 edition of breakfast at Grandmas only we call it Sunday lunch / dinner at Moms..you bring the food and Dad pays! One Sunday Mom said she wanted the granddaughters to paint her finger and toe nails because SHE HAS NEVER HAD HER NAILS PAINTED! so we decided to have Sunday Paninis and Pedicures. Jeni and I taught Dad how to make paninis while the girls painted grandmas nails. The little girls each got a hand while the big girls each got a foot. They each got to choose their own color or colors and they went to town! When they were done Mom had 10 beautiful different colored fingers and toes some nails had two or three colors on them..it took hours to dry! The Dr's and nurses all made comments every time she had to take her shoes off and display her pink, green and purple toe nails. This Sunday Mom decided she wanted a touch up so now not only does she have 7 different colors but also polka dots and stripes. Hopefully our kids will cherish these Sundays with their Grandma as much as we did!

We thought this was going to be an uneventful week. Mom only has one appointment this week and that is today for an MRI. Mom and Dad are using the rest of the time to get ready for next week when all the treatments begin. We had an unexpected turn of events last week when Thursday morning Hannah told me she found a lump in her breast. We got her into the Dr that day and he set her up for a mammogram and ultrasound scan which they did yesterday. The results of the tests should be back to her Dr Friday. Hannah is both nervous and scared but is being very brave. I am so proud of her. I, on the other hand am a total and complete mess. Thanks to all my friends, Mom's friends and our family for their prayers and support!