moving in

So we got Uncle Denny's stuff into his house, but not Uncle Denny! He's still at the hospital, most likely awaiting some surgery. It's early to tell, but he might be facing amputation of his remaining foot. As he said, he'll be symmetrical again. It's a degenerative ankle condition that's causing the problem, and Dennis was a bit alarmed tonight when he saw the cast on his leg. He said "Did you hurt yourself Uncle Denny? Did you get a boo-boo on your leg?". He assured Dennis that it did not, in fact, hurt. Dennis seemed glad.

We had a nice day at the lake--totally beautiful outside--and the Gallmans came down to help with the move. Dennis and Chloe had a wonderful wild time playing together, and I laughed and laughed when Ellen told me about how they played pirates. She was watching them while I ran into town to show the guys what to move. Apparently Chloe woke up and Dennis was talking pirate to her ("arrrrrhh, matey, where's the treasure?") and she didn't understand or like it ("Dennis, stop talking to me that way") until Ellen explained what he was doing. Then she had 2 pirates on her hands. They played and played and then enjoyed a meal at Cracker Barrel together (also wild), and by the time we headed to the hospital and then home, Dennis was BEGGING for his bed.