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Monday, December 27, 2010

More, Please

What do you do when your son, whose been "failing to thrive" since spring and closer to a feeding tube than ever before sits down at your traditional, holy, Christmas Eve feast, grabs a ginormous spoon, and begins to shove pierogis down his throat faster than the speed of light?



Duh.

You spend an entire day in the kitchen with your husband making more.


This morning, he had twelve for breakfast.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is what we call a Christmas Miracle.

5 comments:

Shana said...

Yay! That is news we LOVE to hear.

Kat said...

Gotta love it :)

Cindy Jean Gonyer said...

Great news! Who knew peirogies could make you cry ;)

craftsister said...

That. is. so. freakin'. awesome. (-:

kathleenssugarandspice.com said...

Peirogies made me grab a tissue this aftenoon. Who would have ever thought?

Congrats Momma! and

Congrats on the appetite Monchichi!