Photo Friday

I miss being intentional about taking pictures of the boys.  So I decided I'm going to try to do a "Photo Friday" post where I post a pic of the boys from that week.

This week I let the boys play with the sprinkler.  The pools aren't open yet, but man, it's hot already!  

I caught poor Nathan getting sprayed.

Motherhood Deep Thoughts

After laying down on the floor and closing my eyes for about 60 seconds, I realized that if I were to ever pass out or die while home alone with the kids (God forbid), I would get jumped on, eyes poked out, hair pulled, and fingers stuffed in my nostrils and ears.

No sleepin' on the job here.

Happy Mother's Day to all the mommas (especially mine)!

First broken bone

Well, I guess I knew it would come one day.  It seems most boys have a broken bone story.  I just didn't expect Caleb to get one at the age of three!  Or that it would be from a very minor fall.

He was riding his bike, and the front tire got caught between the sidewalk and the grass, and he toppled over.  Not even that big or hard of a fall, but he must have landed on it just right to get a clean horizontal break across the bone.  Poor guy.

I knew it looked bad right away:

OF COURSE, David was traveling out of town for work.  Blah!  Murphy's Law of traveling husbands.  

It was around 6:30 or 7:00 when it happened.  So I was debating whether or not to take him to the ER, or to let him sleep and then take him to the doctor in the morning.  David messaged our friend who is an EMT, and he said to take him to the ER.  I was conflicted about it because he was running around and wrestling with Nathan and not even complaining about it.  As much as I didn't want to take him, I knew it would give me peace of mind.  Our last ER trip for a cut he had on is eye had us sitting in the waiting room for 4 hours, and we gave up because his pain went away.  I was just imagining us sitting in the hospital until 3 in the morning.

We called around to find out different wait times at the ERs around us.  (Good idea, David!)  Texas Children's - the one we went to for the eye - had an 8 hour wait!!!!  Um, no thanks.  The next available spot for Memorial Hermann Katy's online check-in was 2:45 a.m.  St. Catherine's said 2 hour wait.  But we hit the jackpot with Memorial Hermann in Memorial City.  The lady said one guy came in and got seen within minutes.  I did the online check-in, and we got a spot for 9:45.  (Man, we're lucky to live in a big city with so many options!

So David's brother was able to come out and stay at the house while Nathan was sleeping.  Thankfully, I didn't have to wrangle two kids waiting in the ER!

We got there right on time.  It was so quiet.  We were seen right away.  I didn't even realize they have a children's ER there!  Score!  So everyone was super sweet to Caleb.  Very gentle, talked sweetly, and gave him stickers.  Of course it still required waiting in the room while they did the x-rays and our paper work...which is where these came in handy:

They are fun busy bag activities that some mom friends made and exchanged.  One is a color matching with the clothespins, and the other one is stringing some felt pieces through a button on a string.  He loved it!  He did them over and over again.  

So here is his x-ray.  You can see the little break on is middle finger between the bottom two knuckles.

All wrapped up!

We got home around 11:45 p.m.  Here he is sleeping with it.  He's such a sweetie.  He hasn't complained once about having the splint on or not being able to move his fingers.  The doctors today were surprised he hadn't tried to take it off.

 

So they had us follow up with an orthopedic doctor today.  He wanted to bandage it up to his wrist for a week!   They put casting material on the bottom of his hand to stabilize it, and wrapped it with a bandage and tape.  Look at that boxing glove!  Poor guy.  So our plan to do our first pool visit this weekend is going to be postponed.  Praying he's able to keep it on for a whole week, and that it heals up perfectly when we have our follow-up next week.

Caleb Conversations - Keepin' it real

While this conversation might shed an unflattering light on my boy, it totally cracked me up, and I have to share.

I was tucking Caleb into bed, and we were talking about what he did at church that night.  Then out of nowhere...
C: We eat boogies.  And they're good!  (laughing hysterically)
Me: What??!!  That's gross!  Who told you that?  (Thinking he learned it from someone at church.)
C: Me!
Me: You say that??!!
C: Yeah! (laughing)
Me: You eat your boogies??!!  That's gross!  Don't eat boogies!
C: I eat a boogie last night! (laughing so hard)
Me: Did it taste good? (ya know, cause I'm kinda curious what he thought.  hehe.)
C: Yeah.
Me: Well, you don't eat boogies.  That's dirty.

That boy.  Totally wasn't expecting to have that conversation.  Especially because he really doesn't pick his nose often.  I'm just praying he'll outgrow that fascination quickly and won't become the booger kid in school!  ha!

Here are some recent pics of Caleb (and a couple of Nathan too!):

Like I mentioned before, he loooves search and finds.  Here he is doing Where's Waldo with my sister.  I can't believe he can find Waldo on every page!  One of the books is pretty easy because Waldo's whole body is showing.  But the other book has his face is barely sticking out, and Caleb can still find him! 

Some pictures from the zoo when the boys stayed with my parents while David and I went to San Diego.

Train at the zoo.  Loves his cool shades.

With Grandpa and Aunt Susie.

Caleb loved the map of the zoo.

Stopping for an ice cream treat.

Doing the penny machine where it smashes your penny with an imprint.

Ok, now instead of Where's Waldo, let's play Where's Caleb!

 

I had taken the boys on a long walk with just the umbrella stroller, and everyone got tired.  So we piled up!  :)

Caleb Conversations

Caleb says the funniest things - I need to remember to write more of them down.

Here is one from the other day when we were leaving my parent's house in Dallas.

Me: Caleb, are you ready to go home, back to our house?
C (moping): No, I don't want to go home.
Me: Oh, do you want to stay here at Nana and Grandpa's?
C: No.
Me: Where do you want to go?
C: Where Daddy said.
Me: Where did Daddy say?
C: Houston.
Me: Oh!  Well, good news!  We live in Houston!

ha!

And where did my son get this Texas twang??  I'm sure David and I don't have a southern accent.  He pronounces  "down" like "day-own".  And "yeah" like "yay-ah".  And "amen" like "a-meon."  ???   :)