HOOOOOORAY!!!

As I finished my last post I got a phone call with wonderful, blissful news... Mela's tumor does not appear to be cancerous.  (!!!!)  What a relief.  I have no idea what it really is ("a benign lesion with a surprising amount  of fiberglass"), but they have analyzed the cells and are "fairly confident" it is not malignant.  HOO-RAY.
 
And, while I wrote this post, Roscoe got into the garbage (which was blocked off, but he is clever) and happily ate an old graham cracker piece he found.  No doubt discarded yesterday after he had half chewed it and then spit it out.

And then got stuck in his laundry hamper after removing all of his clothes and putting them in his diaper pail (better than the other way around).  

I am fairly confident I will survive this motherhood thing, but I am not confident that my sanity will.