My sugar had this procedure done. I love him for it. I know it was NOT an easy thing to do, but I am very grateful. (I am sad that Jocelyn is our last baby. I would love to have another. Let's make that very clear, but I can't be on bed rest again. I would go seriously BANANAS! Especially with 3 kids now... ARGH. Bananas just thinking about it.) Clearly, I am thankful. I planned on spoiling him by letting him (This sounds like I wear the pants in the family... I don't. Well mostly, he does, but maybe sometimes I do.) play XBOX all weekend, watch movies, and ignore us entirely to help him recoup. But, I also wanted to show him how grateful I was with some yummy treats. They needed to be treats he could enjoy while following the doctors specific orders of "BE A COUCH POTATO!" He smiled at them. I think that means he liked them. I saw this on a t-shirt. I laughed. Our friend, Joe, gave this advice. I remembered. I think he was just in too much pain to jump up and down raving about how sweet and thoughtful they were. :) (Because he ALWAYS does that... NOT!) My notes got less and less cute, as my daughter Jocelyn was in the background SCREAMING bloody murder because I wasn't holding her. TEETHING SUCKS! I am sad he was, and is still, in pain. But I am very thankful to have him do this for me and my peace of mind. I love you Sugar!