I dropped my dad off at the airport this morning with a heavy heart. I love him so much and he was so much help and provided such good companionship during these two weeks of recuperation. I still have a week and a half of time off from work, and I truly don't know what I'll do with my time. I'm not quite ready to sit at a desk for 8 hours without being in a lot of pain, so it's good I'm not at work, but what else is there to do? I guess I'll watch a lot of TV and have coffee with friends.
Today is Sophie's 12th birthday. My baby is turning 12. OMG. Last night my dad took the girls and me out to dinner and we gave her presents and an ice cream with a candle on top. She put on her new purple hoodie and it seems she hasn't taken it off since. How I love her! She is a wonderful person. I'm quite proud.
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