Gingerbread Houses!

The nurses brought around a package of gingerbread that I am sure was meant to make one big house, but we couldn't tell how to put it together, so we made 3 small houses. The middle one is mostly Tony's, and the two on the sides are mine. I was excited that he was feeling well enough to make half a gingerbread house. Go Tony! He also was able to get his full 20 laps in, so he is starting to feel a bit better.

While I was at the hospital, Tony starting bending his knees and just kind of bouncing up and down. I asked him if he was ok and he said he was doing a "happy dance." His happy dance was in honor of his final chemo ever this coming Sunday. He is thrilled to finally be done being poisoned. Hooray for Sunday!