Last weekend we spent numerous hours outside, sucking up some Vitamin D and enjoying the not-quite-as-cold. Which meant we had a sore kiddo come Monday. Oops. I forget to make him take it easy. He doesn't tell me when his arm hurts, I have to guess based on his attitude. And I have to give him tylenol in the morning or he for sure has a meltdown by the afternoon. And it's not until he's worked himself into quite a temper that he will admit that anything hurts. He's decided he hates taking medicine (and yes, we have tried every kind out there).
So Wednesday couldn't come soon enough - the visit to our new surgeon! Brian decided to come as well, which made me happy as I was glad to have him meet the new guy too, and knew that Ethan might be a bit of a mess. Our hospital is such a happy place though - video games in the waiting room? Yes, please!
Friday was Dr. Seuss day, and the absolute best thing to counter all my frustrated, anxious feelings. We made hats, we read books, we had fun (even the teachers) celebrating reading. And the spread of cupcakes was amazing. Though people kept giving Ethan more and more after school and that boy was a sugared up mess by the time we got home.
After the game, we had an ice skating party for some friends from church. We had not been to the rink in months. Lucas was soooo excited to get to skate for the first time.
Then we tried to go bike riding. Fun for the dogs and Lucas. Not so fun for Ethan. I think we'd just overdone it and he was a crying, screaming machine. I finally (after coming back home) rocked him a while and sang him his baby song and he was able to calm down and asked for some ice. He explained that his pain level was up to the ceiling and then it was my time to cry. Oops. Poor kid.
We got out ye olde ice pack and put on a cartoon (though he was much more interested in Wheel of Fortune when that came on) and left him alone.
Lucas and I started building trials of a project I'm doing with my kids in the next two weeks - building various regions' Native American homes.
The Northeastern Woodlands' Longhouse
The Northwestern Plankhouse
Great Plains Tipi Frame
And now I better get to cleaning. All this creativity kind of makes a big, giant mess.... But, in a lot of ways, I think this is why my job is so satisfying. I get to do what I love - work with kids - but also push my intellect and creativity to new levels.
Think of us early Tuesday morning and shout out a prayer for us. And really, we could use a prayer or two to get through the next couple of days. And I'll get back to making messes and building things.... Sorry Brian....