I can’t believe a week’s gone by and I’ve neglected to share how we celebrated the second anniversary of Sophie’s “happy heart”.

Aside from the fact that Ray and Annabelle were gone camping with the Brownies, it was a perfect day. There was time for cuddling in bed, a bath and hair brushing before ballet. We hit a little outdoor festival with some good friends, then settled in for the rest of the day with Ms. X.

We watched Project Runway, made bracelets (Sophie made piles — and a mess) and Ms. X even decorated a cake. After our fruitful labors, the three of us went out for dinner at a nearby Turkish restaurant, where Sophie was quite taken with the belly dancer performing!

After that, a trip to our favorite bookstore, Changing Hands. There, Sophie managed to find a Junie B. Jones book she didn’t already have (the Yucky Blucky Fruitcake) and Ms. X read it to her while she ate chocolate ice cream. Ms. X doesn’t fix the grammar like Mommy does, so that was an extra-special treat.

A good day. We have a lot of good days — so many, I take them for granted. I thought about that this week when a good friend and fellow first grader had hand surgery. And Ray and I talked about it this week when we were remarking that it’s time to call the cardiologist for a routine check-up.

Everything’s fine, Ray said. It’s not like she’s had any problems.

Remember, I warned him. That’s how it was the last time, two years ago – when a routine exam turned up a leak. Sophie wasn’t showing any symptoms then.

Yeah, he said. “I’ll never forget that.” Me, either. 

The cardiologist is on my “to do” list for today. But I think I’ll put the call off til Monday.