


Well, Andy just pulled his Last and Final Alert. He won't be going down in the hole anymore for as long as we all shall live (I hope I'm not eating those words later). To celebrate, Savanna Grace decided we needed a party. That's different than a get-together because we are celebrating (she just learned that everytime we get together with someone it's not necessarily a party!).
So Andy came home today from Juliet (one of his sites), and we threw a lei on him. We also made him wear a grass skirt! This was better, I think, than what he was already wearing. Because it was his last alert, the guys handcuffed him, threw him in the shower and poured pancake batter all over him. Then he had to go outside in the freezing cold. Since we got snow yesterday (yes...I know), it wasn't pleasant. Anyway, Savanna and Kennedy had their own balloon experiences. Savanna put one in each and waved them until the were hitting her in the head. Kennedy kicked them everywhere and threw them at Savanna. (Mom, don't read the next part). Mommy had enough of the balloons after blowing up all ten last night. It also reminded me that I guess I haven't fully healed from surgery. I guess exerting all of that pressure makes blood vessels angry enough to cause pain all the next day. Either way, we're all done with alerts! Yeah!!!!








