Great news....I am healthy as a horse. The doctor says he's not sure what the little scales/lesions are, but he's positive they aren't cancer. NOT cancer. None here, move on. I feel pretty good. On the up side of having surgery, my uterus is now so damn clean it squeaks. Thank you so much for all your notes of encouragement and your positive thoughts and prayers.
In other good news, Girl Terror has decided she is indeed a big girl. This morning she announced that she had to go potty. She walked up the stairs, pulled off her diaper, and sat. She even managed to produce a few drops! We are on the road to a diaper free life!!!! She wants to wear panties so badly.
Last night, Hubby bent over to clean Boy Terror's supper off the floor. His pants slid, and the top band of his underwear were showing. Girl Terror reached out and patted his butt, and and said "Nice panties, Daddy!"