Monday, June 26, 2017

Major facial injury and so many kids they can have their own sleepover with no guests necessary

We actually had a really fun and great weekend, and we did some things we don't usually do.  BUT.  I cannot even right now because I am still ruminating on the events of Friday.


The heater is broken at our pool, and the weather is NOT cooperating.  It's a high of 65 here today, and that's how it's been for a week (we are wearing jeans and fleeces, people).  Normally in late June a broken pool heater wouldn't be a big deal, but this late June is cool (which means it'll be 95-degrees in October and the kids will have outgrown all of their clothes, and the stores will only have winter wear on the shelves, BTW), so the water in the pool is below 77-degrees.  Swim lesson have been cancelled, and I haven't been able to take all of the kids to the pool because Dorothy HATES the cold water-- who can blame her?  (New heater going in on 7/3-- something about casting a new fire block?  IDK)

On Friday, though, I packed a lunch and my laptop and took the 3 boys over there at 11, planning to stay all afternoon and meet friends around 2.  I figured I could do the rest of a project I've been working on, update my online class a bit, AND read the excellent library book I was devouring all before my friends showed up, at which time it might be late enough in the day for a glass of wine. (This is why I am fat, by the way.  Thin people do not eat 2  desserts after dinner-- strawberry shortcake and then dark chocolate caramel candies-- or fries twice a day, and they also don't start drinking wine in the late afternoon.)

I got my work done before lunch, and the boys worked on their flips on the board.  Now that harry can back flip (thanks diving lessons!), he and Jack are a little competitive.  We all had a picnic together by the tennis courts, and then we came back inside the pool around 12:45, them excited to flip some more, and me ready to read my book for a blissful hour in the sun.

I was just setting up my towel when Cooper came screaming over to me, and I noticed that the lifeguard was standing up on his chair, craning his neck toward the diving well.

Because Jack back flipped too close to the board and smashed his face on the board!

Luckily, he did not pass out and was able to pull himself out of the water.  I walked with him to the lifeguard room where he was swarmed by guards who brought him ice backs and had him sit down.  We all started in horror at his face.  Right between his eyes was swollen so huge he sort of looked like a rhinoceros.   His nose was also swollen and the top of it was bleeding.  The man who had been sitting next to me came up and told me he was a plastic surgeon.  he examined Jack's nose and said he thought he just needed ice and a bandaid.  I was like WHAT THE BLEEP EVER, BUDDY and called the pediatrician who said we should go straight to the ER.

(We stopped home to out on dry clothes, get snacks, and jettison 2 kids.  I am really good thanks to Harry and his effusions at packing up for the ER: phone and charger, iPad and extra battery, book for me, book for the kid, granola bars, water bottles, a sweater for me and sweatshirt for him, and socks and shoes for both since ERs are gross. 5 minutes and I am ready to go and stay all day).

On the way there, I noticed that Jack was sniffling a lot because his nose was dripping a clear fluid that could have been pool water or could have been BRAIN FLUID, who's to say?

We got right in, which was awesome/scary, and we saw a radiologist and an ER doc in like 5 minutes.  They kept Jack there for observation for quite some time, but we made it home by 4:15, which was perfect because Ben had to leave for Harry's baseball practice, other baseball practice, and hockey, meaning me and the little 3 were on our own.

Final analysis: Jack is fine and maybe I should have heeded the advice of the pool doctor.  I texted Ben "Good news no stitches.  Bad news: Possible spinal fracture" and he freaked out.  I meant to say "possible SINUS fracture" but it turned out to be a hilarious good news/bad news text if you think about it.  And no fractures they don't think-- definitely no spinal ones or sinus ones.  Just a banged up face and some freaked out parents.  Phew!

Beatrix, doing what she does:
 Jack checked out a cookie book from the library and wanted to make these brownie/cookies-- and I was thrilled, of course.  They were delish.
 Horsing around after baseball:

 In the ER:
 I was not my usual meal planning self on Friday night, so I made this for the kids and then let them have a slumber party in the basement.
 And the snow cone truck drove down our street, red-letter day FOR SURE.

We woke Jack up and brought him into our room in case he had a head injury, and he was so confused when we were moving him that we almost took him to the ER.  The next morning, he was like HOW DID I GET HERE? and we were concerned again, but then we realized he was legit confused since he didn't go to sleep in his bed and didn't wake up where he went to sleep.  Poor kid.  It's Monday now, and his face looks almost normal.  What a lucky fall, I guess?

Friday, June 23, 2017

Summer daze

It should surprise absolutely no one that Dorothy is wearing her recital costume basically every damn day.
 Harry is seriously the best kid in the word.  He bought all of his siblings gifts with his birthday money just because they asked for something when they were shopping with him.  What a sweetheart.  He also bought a left-handed hockey stick and luckily discovered it in the parking lot because oops.
 Cooper opened the fridge, and a container of salsa flew out and shattered and went everywhere, including the ceiling.  Which of course the kids thought was HILARIOUS. And then as soon as I had returned the laundered kitchen rug to its spot in front of the fridge, I opened it up and onion dip flung itself out and splattered, not quite as dramatically.  This is because our fridges and freezers and cabinets are BURSTING with food because we shopped at ALDI this week and spent $150 less than usual on ALL OF THE THINGS.  I will probably not have to go back there for at least 10 days except for some fruit and some more Rosé.  It's insane, and if you are NOT shopping at ALDI, I want to know (like Sally Field in Steel Magnolias) Whyyyyyyyyyy?  Seriously, it's worth it just for the grapefruit sparkling water.  I am not even going to mention the 1.69 ORGANIC grapes or the $6 ORGANIC beef or even the $.44 LOCAL EGGS.

Anyway-- salsa on the ceiling-- that's what Ben's cleaning.
 Sweet Bea.
 OMFG the WRAPPERS.  They are everywhere.  And so are the dishes.  This haul come from downstairs AFTER I asked everyone if they had cleaned up all of their wrappers.  And the Kit Kat wrapper jammed in the water bottle?  Doubly annoying because SOMEONE  **cough cough Cooper cough cough** ATE ALL OF THE KIT KATS from the huge Costco-box of Kit Kats I was keeping in the freezer to take to the pool, so I don't have to pay $2/Kit Kat at the snack shack.
 Movie night!  We watched Speed.  I think they liked it, but it;s hard to tell because I fell asleep.
 Oh, Cooper.
 Harry can back flip!
 Cooper made a towel fort with space for his shoes, hat, and fidget cube.

 We went to an amazing farm that is the home of a ridiculously delicious local bakery that makes gourmet pizzas and serves cookies and wine and hippy soda and ice cream.  Basically heaven.
 Wine in the grass on a quilt.  Perfect hispter wannabe summer.

 Raspberry mint ice cream that tasted like weed.
 Hipsters/hippies/posers like us.
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Thursday, June 22, 2017

Baseball fashionista and remember our podcast?

That's Dorothy ready for baseball.  She told me that she needs a "pinano" to take lessons.  And she wants a big "pinano," not a little one like she has in her room, BTW.  So, I have obviously been trolling Craigslist.

Little League season is coming to an end.  It's all over but the playoffs, which is super exciting.  Harry has had a pretty good season, and Ben has had a wonderful time coaching.  I think baseball coaching is his jam, actually.

So.  Many.  Toys.  I don;t even want to clean her room up anymore because she's just going to be pulling more stuff out.  Speaking of trolling Craigslist.  I am in the market for a day bed with a trundle for this room...
Poty!  We're still at it.  Expect another episode tonight-ish.

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Stuff and nonsense

I LOVE that Harry got a bunch of birthday money, but it's kind of difficult to take him to spend it.
If I take the other kids with me, I end up with a pack of screaming kids OR I have to buy stuff for them.  Harry shared some of his Target cash with his sibs, which was totally, nice, but now they expect something every time.  Bah.

I LOVE the jaunty way Jack has flung his towel around his neck in this pic.  So cute.
Look at the little dorklings dressed alike :)
Ben caught a wasp with a glass so neatly.
I don't know why I am making this face, but I like it.
Jack is the CUTEST. (It's in a bag because it's a library book, and he doesn't want to get it wet).

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Tiny Dancer!

We had grand plans to hang out at the pool Friday night with my mom who was in town for Dorothy's dance recital.  But then a friend texted to remind us that the pool closed at 4 for a dive meet, and I was like OH SHIT, so I packed up the kids and took them swimming for a couple of hours.  And!  Dorothy swam in the 5-foot all by herself!  I just SAT IN MY CHAIR and watched her.  It was lovely.
But!  I felt like she really needed constant eyes on her, and I didn't really feel like getting in the water.  Do I had to sit RIGHT NY THE POOL in the blazing hot sun.  I have been avoiding the direct sun during peak hours to keep from getting disgustingly tan, but despite reapplying my sunscreen every 30 minutes, I got tanner in our short trip to the pool than I have gotten all summer.

When we came home, Dorothy needed a pedicure with 10 different colors because of course she did-- she has 10 toes, after all.

We started recital day bright and early eating scones and chocolate milk (her) and yogurt parfaits and iced coffee (me) before heading to the theater.
Once backstage, I made a perfectly normal toddler into a total Jonbenet.
And we were kind of early and had a million hours (what it felt like) to wait for Dorothy's first number.
Finally, it was her turn to go onstage!
Then we hung around for forever a gain and changed into her next costume and did the big hair that was supposed to come with it.
Getting hard to entertain a 4 year-old...
You can tell by the size of my forehead vein.
After the show!  Covered up in flowers from her adoring fans!
We didn't tell the grandparents beforehand that the recital was 4 hours long, but they found out for themselves.
The boys loved it, and they loved to see their school friends who dance at the studio.
She was really proud of herself, and she should be!
Also, that mermaid costume is my favorite favorite.
We went out for lunch (at 3:00, so it was more like dinner? or a really unfortunately late breakfast?), and Dorothy passed out and still went to bed on time!
And she has basically been smelling her roses ever since.
So the place where she dances is HUGE-- more than 400 kiddos enrolled in classes.  They have a really great competitive dance team, and the studio owner teaches yoga at the kids' preschool.  They just built a gorgeous building, and everything about it is wonderful.  The teachers know all of the kids and all of the dances-- so impressive-- the costumes are amazing; the songs and choreography are exciting-- I just cannot say enough good things about it.