Eurika Springs

Tuesday, April 15th, 2014

Tj was hemming and hawing about whether to take the bus on our 3-day weekend last month. The weather’s been pretty cold, and we’ve had some rain, too. When he finally asked me I said if we went somewhere in the bus we’d probably spend the whole weekend holed up in it, and I’d rather hole up at home, or go to a hotel. He was so annoyed with the weather that I offered to ‘help’ plan the trip. I googled great places to eat in AR and came up with Eurika Springs :-) He agreed and we were off!

Friday we left after he got off of work. We drove to Harrison and ate at Jamie’s Local Flavor…the fried chicken was superb! Tj had the crab stuffed chicken and I had the fried fish; both were really good, but no match for the skin we picked off the boys’ fried chicken. We went on to ES that night. Our room was nothing fancy, but it was fine. Tj picked this hotel because there was a heated pool.

Saturday we had breakfast at the hotel…it was pretty good. Based on reviews I wasn’t expecting anything hot but we got eggs, sausage, biscuits, cinnamon rolls, etc. We were pretty full when we headed off to the caves.

I’m convinced that Jack is afraid of heights, though I don’t think Tj agrees. When it came time for Jack to walk down the (steep, slippery, uneven and crooked) steps he freaked out! Tj went down backward with Jack in a death-grip on his neck walking forward. We made it through the whole thing with no one falling, thank goodness! Once he was on flat ground he was fine, and going up the stairs was also fine…it was just going down he didn’t like. It was an interesting tour of the caves, though our guide was pretty socially awkward. If you pause for our laughter/chuckles and we don’t comply in about 5 seconds just move on, it wasn’t funny.

After the caves we were driving to lunch, but since we weren’t really hungry when we saw the Aviation Cadet Museum we stopped in. They were closed for lunch so we drove on (thinking we might come back later), and then we saw the Christ of the Ozarks, so went there. There’s not much to say about the statue, but there was a little Bible museum in the gift shop that was interesting. I never really realized how many English translations there were before the KJV. English, yes, readable/understandable? Hardly! Not only was the wording/lettering so different from how we speak/write now days, the opulence of the text made reading it so difficult! You really had to work hard to make out what each sentence was saying. My souvenirs of this trip were a couple of pamphlets about how we got the Bible.

After that we were ready for lunch. Tj found us an interesting place, but unfortunately the food wasn’t very good. I had the bbq brisket, but it was worthless. After that disappointment we found an ice cream shop and had some wonderful dessert. I took Jack to the bathroom after we finished lunch and discovered he’s wet his pull-up. Because of that he got a piece of cobbler instead of ice cream. He sat at the table watching us eat ice cream and for a full 3 minutes he didn’t touch his cobbler but kept asking for ice cream. I had hope that this would be a turning point in potty training.

After dessert we drove around a bit stopping at little shops along the way. We spent longest at the chainsaw-carved art place. I really wanted to buy something there, the pieces were reasonably priced, but there wasn’t anything that seemed like a fit with what we already have at home. Then we went back to the hotel and went swimming. Sadly the pool was not actually heated! We all got wet, but didn’t stay too long. After quick showers we found a McD’s to drive through for a quick/small supper.

Sunday we went to a pancake restaurant Tj found, and it was super! We all had the buffet, which means we all ate a lot of bacon! At one point I was at the buffet and Jack wanted to come see me, and then he called out to me. Tj let him come and he ran to me (as he does) like we hadn’t seen each other in months! It was sweet. When Tj went up to pay he was astonished to find that someone paid for our meal for us! He thinks that Jack got that meal for us :-) We immediately decided to pay for the young couple near us with a baby. Fun!

We went to Turpentine Creek then…a big cat refuge. We went on the walking tour of the whole place. Interesting. When we were almost done Jack walked up to a pregnant woman and before I could reach him he patted her belly and said ‘ball, play ball’. Heh. I hurried to her and told her that Jack wanted to play with the ball she had under her shirt. She took it well, I think.

We looked for another place to have ice cream but ended up going back to the same shop as before. I checked J’s pull-up before we ordered and he was dry! We praised him multiple times for that while we all ate ice cream.

We went back to the room. Jack and I had a nap (Tj had a mini-nap), while Tj and Max went geocaching. We had supper at a nearby hotel that had high reviews. I wasn’t in love with my chicken fried steak, but the salad bar was good. Tj and I bought new rings there.

On the way home the next day we stopped in Harrison again for Thai food. It was pretty good, but the waitress wasn’t.

Since we’ve been home Max has cracked me up. He bought himself a big frozen drink and was bribing Jack to do stuff to me…go tickle Mama, go call Mama a chicken-head, go spank Mama! That one was the funniest…I’d just walked to where Max could see me when he said that one. Jack came up to me and whacked me on the bottom and looked at Max, then he whacked me another two times for good measure! Little punk! I told Max not to tell Jack to do something that was a sin, and that he should just give Jack some to drink without the bribe, but otherwise it was funny.

This and that

Thursday, April 10th, 2014

There are several things on my blog list…hopefully I can knock them out right now!

Max has a rough understanding of abortion. I don’t know where he heard that word, but he’s asked me what it meant. A couple of weeks ago out of the blue he asked ‘So does Obama just let you kill any baby that’s walking around?’ I really try hard to not let my jaw hit the floor when he broadsides me with something like that, but I had no idea what he was talking about. He said you know, abortion, can you just kill any baby that annoys you? I said no, it’s only the unborn ones, and it’s only the mom of the baby that can kill it. He said oh, ok. Then a minute later he said I think I’d rather Caleb was president. When I asked him what he was talking about he said at least Caleb wouldn’t let anyone kill babies, he would be a better president than Obama. (Caleb is my girlfriend’s son…Caleb and Max fight like they’re siblings, but at least Caleb doesn’t want any babies dead!)

A week or so ago Max was just having a hard day. He complained loudly that he must be the world’s only idiot who’s great at math! That made me laugh out loud.

Jack has been playing peek-a-boo lately, but he pronounces it ‘key ta boo’ or ‘keek a boo’. I’ve just started trying to correct ‘lus you’ to ‘love you’ and something else that escapes me now.

We went to Eureka Springs last weekend and Jack talked in his sleep at one point, he said ‘baby crying’, which is what he says when he hears a baby in a store or restaurant.

Max and I are reading the KJV Bible through this year. It cracks me up the things he remarks on like ‘Vex, that’s a funny word for chop’ (accompanied by chopping motions) (and yes, I did explain what vex actually meant). And the part where Moses was told to pour olive oil in his left hand, dip his right finger in it and sprinkle it 7 times; Max quickly said that he was sure Moses would have to dip his finger back in the oil several times to shake it that much. Heh. He makes me laugh with how often he mispronounces words. He reads so much but doesn’t hear those words so he doesn’t know how to say them. Some I remember now: breast pronounced like bread, comfort with the accent on the second syllable. I’ll have to note the other ones, there are many.

Catching up

Thursday, April 10th, 2014

Speaking of not blogging stuff you want to remember, I totally didn’t blog about our first big camping trip! Don’t know how I could forget that. We drove about 5 hours to Jellystone Park in MS where we spent a few nights. Tj backed us into our spot and was setting up and we found out that Max’s bed was broken! We’d both remarked not remembering the part of the bed that hangs over the driver hanging so low and moving on previous drives, but we had no idea that the cable holding the whole thing up had snapped! Of course this could have ruined the trip, but we worked hard to not let it. Tj called the camper people, but it was after-hours so they weren’t much help. We rigged it as best we could…they even suggested propping up the corner with a 2×4 so it wouldn’t fall during our drive to FL. They didn’t think that was necessary, but you really don’t want to take a chance of the bed falling on the driver’s head while you’re going down the highway! As I remember it, Tj got the bed halfway down and then couldn’t get it back up. This was a problem because he couldn’t drive like that, so we couldn’t continue on our week-long vacation, and couldn’t even go back home. Eventually, with a lot of hard work by Ted and a good bit done by me as well (and the boys staying pretty well out of our hair) we got the bed back up. Then Tj felt sure we could hook the cable back into position if we tried. I didn’t want to chance it since we’d have to lower the bed again, and he’d have to hoist it back up while I pressed the switch. I didn’t want us getting stuck there on our first day! In the end he was right and we got the cable back into place. There was no more movement of that bed when we drove, thankfully! So Max was bummed he couldn’t sleep in his bed, but the vacation was saved!

We had fun there. We ate breakfast at their restaurant one morning, swam in the pool and the lake, made sand castles, and just generally had a great time.

We then drove about another 5 hours to FL and parked in one of the tiniest spots we’d seen so far for a camper. Tj packed our bikes and we rode around the campground a good bit. He brought along Jack’s trailer that hitched to his bike so Tj got the most exercise. There were tons of trees there between each camper. Then there was a paved road down to a long boardwalk to the beach. We rode our bikes to the beach once each day. I brought snacks and we stayed as long as we could. We put on sunblock before we left, but still all got a little sun, nothing horrible. We had a really great time there. One day Jack and I napped while Tj took Max out on a boat. For the most part we did everything together, though.

I packed all the food and utensils we needed for the entire time. I’m still pretty proud of myself if I do say so! The other short trips we’ve gone on I’ve always forgotten something (a spatula, the sheets, some food item I need to go with something else we’re eating), but amazingly we had absolutely everything we needed for the entire week!

We kept Jack sleeping on the floor because every time he slept with Max on the little bed (from the dinette) he fell off. Towards the end of the week Tj set up the queen blow-up bed for him and he did well on that.

That’s all I remember now, I’ll just update this after I talk to Tj and see what major parts of the story I’m leaving out :-)

Little funny things

Monday, March 24th, 2014

There are little funny things that go on all the time that just don’t merit a blog post, but then when I’m reminded of them I’m sad that I didn’t blog them.

For instance: my sister just reminded me that Max wanted a parrot, and saw toy one at Goodwill one day, but didn’t have enough money. The lady at the register let him have it for free! When we got it home and turned it on it said a dirty word! But for the life of me I can’t remember what it was. Heh. Something that rhymed with something else…like witch. I made Max take out the batteries and then I called my mom and sister and we laughed for forever. It really was funny. Wish I could remember.

Things are rocking along. Two weeks ago now I asked Jack where something was and he went into the other room and pointed and said “there it is”!! That was big news. He doesn’t do that consistently, but it’s a step in the right direction. He still doesn’t have conversations which is always awkward when you’re around nice people who keep asking him things (are those french fries good? did you like the movie? how are you? etc.) and I keep telling him “Say yes ma’am” or “Say OK.”

I had him write something last Friday when he was home from school but we still had school and I was amazed at his ability! That’s one area the public school has done well. I’m excited to have him home, though.

Today we had SaraLu over with her grandbaby, Tara. At one point Max said, “It’s plain to see that she isn’t enjoying herself.” It made SaraLu chuckle.

Max and the Cannibal

Wednesday, February 26th, 2014

You know what I’d do if I saw a cannibal running towards me?

How would you know it was a cannibal?

He’d probably be saying ‘Oh, yum yum! I’m hungry!’ I’d run inside, get my pellet gun, try to load it, run out and shoot him. Then I’d burn the body!

Should I be worried?

Max and his doings

Wednesday, February 26th, 2014

The other day Max and I were boiling eggs, and we got to talking about the egg and the sperm. He asked me how the one gets to the other. I told him it had to do with private parts touching. He said Ewww! Oh, wait, do you just mean the mouth? I said no, private parts. Ewww again. Heh. I told him that he didn’t need to know any more than that now and he asked if it was inappropriate. I said yes; that one day we’d talk about it but for now he didn’t need to worry about it.

Then he seriously said he had another question to ask me. If he rubbed (and I swear he paused here long enough for me to say another quick prayer for God to guide my words) his finger long enough with this spoon (which he was currently holding…fixing his breakfast) would the cells die? Papa said I should tell him that if he rubbed anything long enough the cells would die!

Sunday he told me that he liked a girl a lot, and he was worried about taking it too far. !!!!!!!!!!! I asked him what he meant. He said he thinks he’s beginning to love her. I told him I didn’t think it was ever wrong to love someone, it was actions that we have to be careful of. When he asked me what actions I said touching, hand holding, kissing, etc. I told him that I never hug anyone like I hug his dad. Later we talked again and I said that maybe she could just be his really good friend, I don’t think he’s old enough for a girlfriend now.

I’m thankful that he feels comfortable enough with me to talk to me about these things. I hope we have this kind of relationship for as long as he lives with us.

Here’s a crazy thing. He’s recently started a “company” called “Workers for Hire”. He had a cardboard box he wrote that on and set up near the curb, and a big arrow with that written and pointing to our house. He also made a price list of what jobs he would do and how much per hour they cost. He’s been convinced that many people would hire him and he’d be rollin in the dough, and then could buy a new table which would bring in even more money! It didn’t take long for all the other neighborhood boys to want to join him. (He really isn’t worried that most of the time he’s out there it’s been too cold for people to want to stop and talk…he started this on a snow day!)

Not too long after he started he said a woman stopped by and after talking to him a bit said she might could make him a table. He was over the moon! We quizzed him about it, but I didn’t think too much about it. Just the other day she brought him the table! I nearly died laughing! I went out to talk to her (and her brother?)…ends up she lives in the house of the people who likely stole Max’s scooter when he left it out one night, and one of the guys who lives there often drives around the neighborhood every trash day and digs through the trash, and probably the same guy has been accosted taking things from our other neighbor’s yard!! What’re the chances!?

Day in and day out

Wednesday, February 26th, 2014

I really wish there wasn’t a space for a post title. I never know what to put. Maybe I’ll have to try leaving that blank next time. It’s hard enough for me to post anything, I don’t feel like wasting time trying to think up a clever title.

I’ve been feeling like I should post again so it’s not so long between posts, but there really doesn’t seem to be anything new going on here.

I’ve been doing music in G-lab for a few months, and am now the one supposed to be planning out the music. I’m not as creative with how I choose the music as Amy is/was. I’m trying not to let that bother me.

I just had my birthday last Sunday…it was pretty uneventful, sadly. I think it would have gone better if our backyard wasn’t a flood-zone. I was hoping to celebrate my birthday on Saturday since Sunday is always crammed to the brim. It’s not like I wanted anything special, just a lazy day with a meal out. Before I told Tj this, though, he said we were going to work on the firepit. He’s wanted to redo our firepit since we moved in. He’s finally stopped procrastinating and dug up the old one last week in an effort to get things moving. We found some ideas we like a few months ago and have talked it through…it seemed like it was just a matter of getting it done. We went out there Saturday morning to find the hole filled with water. Oh, yeah, our back yard always is 10x soggier than anywhere else (all our neighbors are in the same boat). Ugh. This did not go over well at all. Since it was obvious we needed to rethink the whole thing we just quit it for the day. I went garage saleing, but I only saw 1. So then we went out to lunch with the boys, where they proceeded to act like a couple of horses’ behinds! I lost my good attitude for the rest of the day. Even a nap didn’t bring it back! Jack was just a pill the whole day, and he continued that through Sunday! Whatever. Tj tried his best to salvage the day but I was just done.

That’s really all that’s gone on since the last post. We’re laying low on presents this year because we’ve got the cruise coming up (Woooooot!!!). I’m so excited about that!

I just had a real conversation with Jack last night! He saw my necklace and said ‘Jack ride/write rocket ship’. We talked a bit about that (I teared up that he remembered what I’ve said about my necklace…we haven’t mentioned it for a month or two). Then he said ‘Jack airport ride airplane’; then we had to list all the people who would ride. That boy often talks about riding airplanes. We really need to take one!

Finally I’m here again

Sunday, February 9th, 2014

I can’t believe it’s taken me so long to blog again! I’d love to blame Grandmom’s visit for my lack of posting, but I just checked the calendar and she came a week after my last post. Guess I’m just a slacker!

Anyway, we’ve had lots going on around here. She came for a week, and what a week! Jack went to school that Friday so Tj, Max and I went to the airport to pick her up. We drove straight to lunch at David’s Burgers (they make the absolute best burgers in the world!!). As soon as we’d ordered I got a phone call saying Jack was sick and had thrown up! He’d had some throw up in his bed that morning, but he’d been coughing a little and had gagged and spit up once the day before, so I knew it wasn’t contagious throw-up, so I sent him to school. I figured he wasn’t really sick, but we got our food to go (sob…it just wasn’t nearly as good an hour later when I got to eat it) and went to the school. When I saw him I could tell they were right. I sat him on the counter while I signed him out and he just laid his head on me and it kept slinking down my chest. They said his temp was 100.something, not horrible, but one look at him and you knew he wasn’t feeling good at all. I stood him up on the floor to put his hat on and he just lay down on the floor. Poor bug! He walked out to the truck and I started strapping him into the middle seat. He started coughing and then we knew he was gonna throw up and right away Max handed me Jack’s hat…Max saved the day! He threw up a couple of times, and was just generally pathetic. We drove home and he took a nap, then he ran around the house the rest of the day like nothing had happened! He was great all day, then we sat down to supper and he threw up again! Silly kid! After that he was fine again through the night. I expected lots of coughing during the night but there wasn’t any. The next day was about the same: 95% of the time he had no fever and was chasing Max around the house, but for about 20 minutes he’d have a temp of 100.5 and be still. I never gave him anything to bring his fever down figuring that his body was fighting whatever he had. He didn’t go to church the next morning because his temp was up Sat. night.

Poor Grandmom, what an intro to her vacation! We had a good time with her overall, despite the beginning. We didn’t do too much, mostly lay around and read/watched movies. Our refrigerator had stopped working the week she came and when she came we were trying to decide if we could repair it ourselves or if we needed a professional. All the wonderful things I’d planned to cook had to be cancelled! We did get to eat out a lot which is fun, but I’d had such fun things planned! Finally on Tuesday the repairman came and replaced the timer and we were back in business!

Monday we celebrated Max’s birthday by taking him to Chuck E Cheese’s. He had a blast, of course! I can’t believe I have a 9-year-old! That’s halfway to 18!!! Wow. Grandmom made a scavenger hunt for him…she had 25 one-dollar-bills each with its own note of where to find the next bill. Boy did the boy love that! She’s such an awesome Grandmom!

There’s not too much else to say about her visit. She told us that she’s been sleep-eating due to medication and (likely) stress at home. She’d eaten an entire cake one night! She’s also woken up to find that she’s made and drunk some hot chocolate complete with marshmallows. Crazy! Poor Grandmom! She’s gained 14 pounds!

I was stressed Saturday about the cake I wanted to make for Max and she helped me calm down. In the end the Minecraft cake turned out pretty well.

She left on a Sunday, and the next night we hosted the Hoopers. I served tapas including our new favorite bruschetta recipe, and made a pear/blue cheese dessert, and also a strawberry cheesecake ice cream for second dessert.

Oh, and that was the same day that Tj had his first deacon visit. Max and I went with him, and it was a doozy! The guy started asking us about TULIP and if our church was Calvinistic! You should have seen us wrack our brains trying to remember all we knew about Calvinism! It worked out in the end, though.

Then we had the Super Bowl party for our Life Group at our house. It was potluck, and we had a great time. The kids behaved themselves very well, thankfully. It’s always hard to tell how that part is going to go…the difference in ages, etc. We put a movie on in our room and I think most of them enjoyed their time, at least somewhat.

The next morning we got up, I sent Jack off to school, and when Tj got up he noticed once again that our refrigerator was warm. 60 degrees in fact! I called our guy again and he replaced another part free of charge. This wasn’t entirely related to the previous malfunction, so it’s not his fault it broke again. But he felt like he should have thought to check this (I think it was the thermostat) so he didn’t charge us. I’m so thankful that we still have that dorm fridge…it helped us not lose anything this second time. Our milk went almost-sour, so I just made mac and cheese with it.

The next big thing was the Deployed Spouses Dinner was this Tuesday night. I was supposed to cook at the church, and planned on leaving Max here while I was there for just a few hours. We’ve been leaving him here when I’m around town with strict orders to not cook anything on the stove, not to even go to the door if someone rings, and not answer the phone unless I or Tj call him. That morning right before I got up I got the call that school was cancelled for the day due to icy conditions…and later on Tj’s work was cancelled! Yea! We had a great snow day, though I don’t think any one of us left the house for a minute! I’ve been doing Hooked on Phonics with Jack since the beginning of January, and I can tell that learning is taking place! We worked on that three times that day…we usually only work about 15 minutes at a time on that. I got to read a lot, and everyone just had a great time.

More about Hooked on Phonics: I panicked a little at first because I couldn’t find the first book! And was soooo glad when it turned up. I realized this week that I’m not using it the way I used it with Max, back when I followed the directions explicitly. I thought I was, but I’m more relaxed with Jack. I can tell he’s understanding a little, but I see that this is going to be a long, slow process. Annoying points: he often starts talking just when I start talking. It would be so funny except it isn’t. He’ll do it like 10 times in a row! He also doesn’t listen to what I’m saying…he just guesses at the words sometimes. But overall progress is being made. Just this week I started getting sterner with making him keep his hands and feet still.

Ok, the biggest news yet: we went to the ER Thursday!!! I got a call at noon from the school nurse saying Jack had bitten his tongue pretty badly, that it was cut more than 1/2″ across, and that I needed to take him to the ER! I hung up and called Tj and started packing the ER bag (you know: food/water for all 3 of us [especially since Max and I hadn't eaten lunch yet], toys for Max/Jack, schoolwork for Max just in case, etc. I did forget the phone charger, need to remember that next time!). We discussed which hospital I should go to and then Tj said he would leave work and come with us. I got to the school and Jack wasn’t crying at all. His teacher wasn’t with him when it happened (they said he was sitting on a stool, leaned over to get something and the stool scooted out from under him and he bit his tongue), but was with him in the nurse’s office. They said when she tried to go back to the classroom that Jack fussed and wanted her to stay, so she was with him till we got there. The nurse told Jack to stick his tongue out to show me and it was a pretty big cut. We got back into the truck and I called Tj as I was pulling out. Jack was almost behaving normally, but would fuss a little when bored. About 1/4 mile from the school I pulled over and had Max move over to the middle seat so he could comfort Jack…that seemed to be all he needed. Tj and I talked a bit and both decided that we would skip the ER…Jack was calm (though obviously in some pain) and his tongue was not bleeding. I turned around before I got to the highway and we went home, and Tj told his boss he wasn’t leaving work. I called the base’s nurse hotline and told them what the school nurse said, but why we were thinking an ER trip wasn’t necessary. She put me on hold and consulted someone else for what seemed like forever. I scooped some ice cream for Jack and he put up his shoes and coat. When she finally came back on she said they thought we should go to the ER. I asked her what the doctors would actually do for a tongue? She said if the cut was deep enough they could stitch it, and then asked me if it was deep. I hadn’t wanted to look too closely, but did so now. Yeah. It’s deep. Gross! Poor baby! So we packed up again and left. I called Tj but he (understandably) didn’t want to tell his boss he was leaving again, so we went by ourselves. I wasn’t nervous at all, especially since Jack was just about back to normal by this time. My only concern was where to take him. The school nurse suggested a hospital I wasn’t familiar with at all, and Tj and I discussed both Baptist and Children’s. We finally decided on Children’s, and have said that there will never be a discussion again on where to take the boys…it’s always Children’s! Hopefully we’ll remember that if we ever need to go again! While we were discussing this at the house I finally just told him to please just tell me where to go and how to get there. I had so many other things I was thinking about at the time I didn’t want to make that decision. It had just started to snow when I got the call, but fortunately the snow wasn’t ever a bother to drive through. On the way to the hospital D. Billingsley called me! I hadn’t heard from him since before I got married! It was fun to chat till I got to the part where I had to pay attention.

The only person in the waiting room when we got there was a guy waiting for his wife/baby to come out. What a change from the other ER visits we’ve had! We didn’t wait too long then went to have his vitals taken. The girl had trouble hearing his heart, which made me wonder if there was something there, maybe to do with DS, but in the end I think it was just her. We got back to our room which was pretty much like a regular doctor’s exam room, solid door and all…not like I’ve seen in other ER’s. The doctor came in with a student after a bit and I held Jack on my lap while they had him stick out his tongue. Then she got some gauze and held his tongue out for a more thorough exam. She looked underneath and said that it did go all the way through at one tiny point. She thought quietly for a bit and said they probably wouldn’t stitch…that most stitches in the tongue were chewed out by the time they reached the parking lot! Yuck! She left for some paperwork, and when she came back she said she’d consulted with someone else and they would give us a prescription for a mouth rinse. She asked if he could swish and spit, and when I was doubtful said she’d give us the script and if it worked great, and if not don’t worry about it. The tongue usually heals itself so quickly it’s not a big deal. She watched him a minute more and left again. When she came back she’d talked with someone else, and then mentioned Jack putting his hands in his mouth. I said he does that a lot. She said she’d noticed and they thought he should go on antibiotics right away to ward off any possible infection. I was surprised, but he had already been messing with that spot a bit and I knew he would continue to do so. In the end we got the initial call around noon, and we walked out of the ER around 3pm. I think that’s our fastest time yet! He’s on a soft diet, but doesn’t seem slowed down at all now. I’d made homemade mac and cheese the night before and he’s eaten that for most of his meals so far. We kept him home from school Friday since I couldn’t see him eating his 3rd meal after that ordeal at school with a spoon. That sentence was awkward, but I know what I mean. :-)

I started thinking about all our ER visits:
Max’s first: fell out of the shopping cart, Tj was deployed to England.
Max’s second: our second camping trip. We had to pack up the whole camper and he had his chest x-rayed.
Jack:
1. When he broke his leg. Enough said.
2. He suddenly stopped walking for 3 days, they said possible leukemia, he started walking again in the ER, probably inner-ear problems.
3. Croup so bad for a few days…after a long time in the steamy bathroom he was really laboring to breathe. Tj was deployed, Max had thrown up earlier that day. I asked Freda to come stay with Max (it was 10pm); I told her I’d probably be back home by the time he woke up the next morning. They wanted to admit Jack and keep him a few days but I brought him home cause he was doing better and I didn’t want Freda to have to keep Max that long! That was the time I panicked in the ER waiting room cause Jack woke from a sound sleep and was chocking/coughing and couldn’t get enough air. Scary!
4. Jack and his tongue.

There was one time I was in the ER with one of the boys and saw the McDonoughs, but I can’t remember if that’s one of the above visits, nor which boy it was.
So we’re up to 6 or 7 visits total. I’m ready to quit needing to go!

Last thing. This morning we were discussing Max’s list of payable chores he wants to let the neighbors know about. I told him he could leave ‘Keeping your kid company’ but couldn’t put babysitting as an option. He then asked me, “Mom, would you let me kick a man to death if he was trying to take Jack?”

One of my Top 10 Favorite Mothering Moments

Friday, January 10th, 2014

It just started pouring outside, so I went to check on the boys. They’re both sound asleep in their beds (though when I left they were both tucked into Max’s bed). I pulled several light-up toys out of Jack’s bed, as usual, and covered them both up snugly. Usually Max is completely covered…I sometimes can’t even tell he’s there! Such a peaceful time.

Beautiful little trees

Thursday, January 9th, 2014

Today, out of the blue while we were fixing breakfast, Max said, “Mama, I need to tell you something. When you tell me ‘Look, Max, at those beautiful trees’ all those times, I really don’t think they’re beautiful! I haven’t wanted to say anything because I didn’t want to hurt your feelings!”

I was laughing so hard, and I told him I only mention such things to help him really see God’s creation with awe. So funny, that one!