Entry FeedYes, it is hot and humid out. This week we booked NOTHING. I have a baby blanket I have been knitting the past few weeks, and I really want to get it finished by this weekend. Unfortunately, with the kids sitting about and bored, they have been asking for knitting lessons.
You know the old adage, 'Those who can, do. Those who can't, teach.' Well, I am a doer, not a teacher. I don't know who is more frustrated with the knitting lessons - me, or the kids. Daughter doesn't have a shot. Sons One and Two both can sort of getting it, with Son One the self-proclaimed "awesome knitter". How did my sons even turn knitting into a competitive sport?
Son One has his first broken bone, and he is really excited about it. Seriously.
This is what awesome parents Husband and I are.
Two weeks ago, Son One took a hockey stick to the face. Right above the eye (nice slap-shot - cuz) and it split right on the brow line. Amidst the blood and tears, Husband decided to run out to the drug store for steri-strips (Note: typical Canadians, we go to the drug store, the grocery store, the beer store, and the liquor store... )
Yes, we should have gone to the ER to have it glued. But who wants to go to the ER at 8 pm on a Friday night? Besides, "chicks dig scars" as a helpful male relative pointed out.
Black eye for a week, and then the strip came off (with a little help). It actually looks pretty good!
Fast-forward to this Monday morning. Sons playing soccer ball in the house (NOTE: Last time they played soccer ball in the basement was the ER trip where Son Two got the staples in his scalp. Note to Sons - NO MORE SOCCER IN THE HOUSE!) Son Two kicks the ball, hits his brother's right hand pinky finger, and jams it.
Swollen, bruised, Son One in tears. Husband, "He's fine." Hockey game that night - yes, he played. Husband, "suck it up! You're fine." Finally, Wednesday morning I could take the tears and complaining no more, and off we went to the Dr. Half an hour later, after x-rays, confirmation that it was fractured. "When did this happen?" the kindly Doc asked. Um... calling CAS on us? Why couldn't Husband have brought him in?
Diagnosis - fractured finger. Dr concerned as it is his dominate hand. Keep pinky taped to ring finger for two weeks, and no sports for two weeks. Wednesday night (after Dr Appointment) soccer game - Son One scored the winning goal. Last night, hockey. What does that mean, exactly, "no sports for two weeks?"
This is a minor fracture, and it is lined up to heal well. This is our first official broken bone as a family (Husband had broken both arms growing up). Son One is a little excited - only because it isn't too bad and he doesn't know the discomfort of a case in this crazy summer heat.
This is the end of the second week of the kids summer vacation. What joys will next week hold?