More Gray Hair

Samantha saw her first fire truck yesterday!  Unfortunately, it was at our house.  For her.

Samantha has a rather weak ability to swallow, and unfortunately got something stuck in her throat, limiting her breathing.  I will spare you the details, but in summary, there was a fire truck, an ambulance, and some sort of medical district supervisor dropping by our house for a friendly "meet and greet".

By the time they arrived, Sam was fine and smiling at everyone, including all the neighbors who came to see the fun.  We still took her to get checked out at the emergency room (not by ambulance, I let them move on to truly urgent cases).  Bless Karen, our next door neighbor, who came along to stare at Samantha while I did the paperwork so she wouldn't stop breathing.

I must have run up to her room 15 times in the night to make sure she was still breathing.  She always was, by the way.

Today, she is as spunky as ever.  Here she is in her official valentine's day outfit, courtesy of Grandma, frolicking with Bernice, the official valentine's day dragon, courtesy of Miss Karen.