Everyday Jace starts his day by asking "does Nanny have to work today?"  He is not accustomed the fact that she no longer works.  His next question is, "Does Nanny feel better today?"  It is almost heartbreaking to hear his wee-little voice ask about his Nanny's health.  At the ripe age of 3, I know he really doesn't understand. 

Mom had her first treatment today and since they told her she would probably be sick about 24 hours after the treatments.  So, since Walker had baseball, she opted to allow Jace to come to her house as we've done in recent weeks.  Either way, I doubt that this can continue for a long long time. 

She apparently had played enough and needed to rest so she asked Jace to turn on the oxygen machine and bring her the hoses.  He did.  She sat for a short time in the chair, watching him play with his blocks. 

She asked him to come sit in her lap for a little while and snuggle.  He looked at her and quickly responded, "not til you take that tang outta ya nose".  Mom said she had to take it out too, he wasn't giving up any snuggle time until she removed the oxygen tubing.

See, I told you, he totally didn't understand.