K's Boo Boo

Well, Sunday was a very interesting day for us. It started out with me remembering that it was anniversary Sunday which meant no breakfast at SS, which meant we needed to eat at home, which meant we were not going to make it to SS. So I made chocolate chip muffins and we all got to sit down together and eat breakfast. Another set back: when I went to get K up, she had peed through her diaper and all over her bed. So I stripped her down, threw her in the tub, stripped her bed down, and put all that in the washer. We finally made it to church around 10:15 or so.

We hadn't been to church 10 minutes, when K's SS teacher came in the back of the audotorium with K and motioned me to come over. When I got over, I saw a gash on K's nose. Her teacher said she had been standing on the lid of a toy box (why was the lid in there? And K knows better anyway) and slipped and fell and hit her nose on the ledge under the window. While we were talking, I was watching it swell up and K was very groggy and her eyes were getting heavy. I was worried about how hard she might have hit her head, so as a pre-caution we decided to take her to the ER. So Daddy went to get C and we loaded up the car.

We didn't have to wait long at all in the waiting room. They checked her vitals (temp, heart, etc) and then put us in a room. That's where we waited. The nurse came; then we waited. The receptionist came; then we waited. The nurse came back; then we waited. The doctor came; then we waited. The nurse came back; we waited. The doctor came back; then we waited. Finally the nurse came and sent us home. Actually, it wasn't that bad. We were only there about an hour and a half total. But with 2 small kids, in a small exam room, with nothing to do, and limited TV choices--it seemed much longer.

Anyway. Back to K's boo boo. She had no signs or symptoms of a head injury for which we were very thankful. They just told us to keep an eye on her and to wake her a few times that night. As for the cut, they glued it shut (what a neat invention, compared to the many stiches I had as a child). They said the glue should help minimize scarring but there would still probably be a small one. And they warned us that she would probably get black eyes. She did so good the entire time they looked, cleaned, glued, etc. The only time she fussed (not really even cried) was when they put the glue on. She said it stung. (So the dr blew on it to help it dry--HELLO! what's with medical people?---another long story).

We got out of there about 12:30 and went to lunch (McAllister's Deli) and then home to naps. We gave K some motrin before her nap; she said she had a headache. That night we checked on her twice, at 11 and 2:30 and then Daddy checked on her when his alarm went off around 6:30. Each time, she woke just enough to tell us "I love you." So sweet!

Since then, she has been fine. Her one eye is turning kinda purple (you can't really tell in the pix) and it was a little swollen Monday morning. Funny side note: Sunday night for prayers she prayed for her nose and knee to get better. Daddy and I were puzzled by the knee request. The next morning when I got her dressed, I noticed 2 big black and blue marks on her shin. I was so concerned with her face that I hadn't noticed them before.

So here are pictures of my "bruiser" I'm sure this is not our last trip to the ER.

The first pix was taken Sunday and the last was today. You can kinda see the purple under her one eye. Her eyes have been kinda weepy too. Plus she has a cold so her nose has been runny, so I'm constantly wiping it. Poor girl.

PS: Why won't blogger save my returns between paragraphs???? I've tried a bazillion times! I even tried putting 3 or 4 retruns in there. Frustrating!

New toys

This post is a little late, but oh well. I want to remember, so bare with me.

The kiddies both got to pick something out from the store at the Children's Museum. C picked out a little Lego set. When we got home, he put it together all by himself. Daddy just did minimal supervision. Good job, C!

There really wasn't much there for K girl that was within our price range. So she didn't really get to pick. She got this magnet book with a lot of food magnets to tell the story with. She had fun playing with them on the fridge too.

AWANA Olympics

Our church participated in the Central Indiana AWANA Olympics. For those of you not familiar with AWANA, let me explain. Each church has a team(s) of clubbers that compete with other churches in specific games. This year we had a Sparks team (K-2), a boys team (3-6), and 2 girls teams (3-6). C was on the Sparks team and Daddy was the assistant coach. Daddy was also the head coach of the boys team. We had 3 practices on weeknights prior to Saturday (one of the reasons our last 2 weeks were so busy). I always go to the practices and end up helping. Gets me out of the house, the kids get to run around, and I have fun doing it.

Saturday morning we had to be at the church at 7:45 (remember my kiddies don't usually get up til 8). We were up early and even stopped at McD's for breakfast. C actually got to ride the bus with the rest of the team to the church were the competition was (about 45 min away). We had a friend ride with us--who K really likes. On the way there this friend said, "Does she always talk this much?" Oh dear! Unfortunately, yes. Poor friend.

Competition for the Sparkies was 6 games; some were individual and some were team games. I remember some of these games from when I was in AWANA! Since C is only in kindergarten, he only got participate in the team games. One of the games is called Sparky Crawl. All 4 teams line up on their color (each side of a square). When the horn is blown, the Sparkies crawl to the opposite side. So all the kids end up in the middles trying to get to the other side. It's chaos! My poor C couldn't get his crawler going right. His pants kept sliding, like he was spinning his wheels in the snow. He was the last one over each time. Poor guy! He's also the smallest on the team. But he sure tried hard.

Our team actually ended up getting first place on our circle (there were 2 circles going, with 7 teams on each circle) and second place over all. Daddy's boys got 2nd, which was really good considering he didn't have a full team and had to "borrow" boys from another church. One of our girls got second and the other got 3rd. Not too bad.

After Sparky competition in the morning, I took the kids home and Daddy stayed for the afternoon older kids competition. After he got home, we all went out to eat with friends to Longhorn. Yum! Then it was home, baths, and bed. It was a long day!

Sunday we had to go to Sunday School (isn't that horrible to say?) because I had to bring breakfast. But Sunday night we were bad and stayed home. We all needed to just chill! Since March 8th we had been to church every night or day except the 2 Fridays! So far this week doesn't look to busy, but softball and baseball should start soon. I'm tired just thinking about it! But I love it!
Here they are getting ready for the Rabbit Hunt, or good-old-fashioned dodge ball.This is the mass confusion called the Sparky crawl. And C's "heat" only had 3 teams instead of 4!

K's flowers

For Valentine's Day, Daddy brought a single red rose home for me. K loved it as much as I did. She's a girl at heart. She was sad when we had to throw it away. She kept saying she wanted Daddy to bring her a flower home. So I made sure to pass the message on to Daddy. And also reminded him that it should probably be purple--K's favorite color.

So Friday night Daddy had to stop at the store to get buns for meatball subs. While he was there, he picked up--not just one--but 9 tulips for K girl. And they are a really pretty purple. She was so excited! She helped me cut them and put them in a vase. Every time she sees them, she wants to be held up to smell them. They smell really good.

Here you can kinda see how pretty they are, now that they have opened up (I like how she was posing--like I said, a girl at heart). She is so proud of those flowers. She's going to be devastated when we have to get rid of them. Oh well. What a sweet Daddy she has to bring her home flowers.

Easter Candy

OK. This is all Daddy's fault. One night he brought home some of this candy. Now I'm hooked. Every time I go to Wal-Mart I buy a 6 pack. I'm not sure if anyone else gets any, but they sure are good. If you like chocolate and peanut butter together, these are AWESOME! I'm sure they will help me lose weight, so I will keep eating them.