The Seven of Us

Catch Up

2009-11-12T12:23:00.000-08:00

Okay, it has been awhile. You know the drill, summer ends, kids go back to school, and all of a sudden it's time for the Holidays! We had fun for Halloween and now we are racing towards Thanksgiving. Here's a picture of Dad and the kids with my monkey nephew. I had to post a picture of our pumpkin for Elizabeth who is a pirate at heart;) (The kids picked that pumpkin for you! )

The rest of this post is just some random pictures for your amusement.

For some reason getting buried alive in corn is a lot of fun!

This picture speaks for itself, that's my girl!

Little boy don't grow up too soon!

Precious moments!

I didn't know he could fly

2009-07-22T11:45:00.000-07:00

We were fortunate enough to go to two family reunions this year, and I was very surpised to learn that my husband can fly. In the first picture he's flying in a potato sack race. My family does some pretty funny relay races, probably to give my grandparents a laugh. We had a great time with my extended family at the "mansion house". One of the perks of my dad's job is we got to stay in a really nice lodge in a beautiful valley. The next picture is on our family hike. The whole way up the kids were saying things like: "I'm hot. I'm tired. Can we stop now my legs hurt. I want to go back." But we all got up there and the kids were so proud of themselves when we were done. It was a pretty steep hike and my legs hurt for 3 days afterwords because we hiked down really fast so that we could meet up with the rest of my family. Did I mention my kids can also fly? My kids had tons of fun with their cousins. It was hard to say goodbye, the time went so fast and they loved being together. On our next stop we went camping with my husband's family, where we were very grateful for our really big tent that kept us dry. We were spoiled by my in-laws who brought their boat and we went tubing. Here's my husband flying again, he's the one in the air. The kids had tons of fun with cousins: hiking, wake boarding, riding horses, and laughing around the campfire. I was so impressed Meg and Erika actually got up on the wake board (it was their first time trying), and Meg even rode it for a while.

We feel very blessed to have been able to go to our reunions. It just seemed a little short. We miss everyone so much. The video end is after we got home from our trip. We went to a park and the kids had a blast.

New Camera

2009-05-27T11:25:00.000-07:00

I finally got a new camera this weekend! We'll see if I can get my act back together and blog some more now. This picture sums up our holiday. We had some good old-fashioned fun. We played in the sprinkler, played with friends and fam, and ate some ice cream. Yum. Here's a video I even took with my camera. It was going to be a video of Hyrum's cute little tantrum, notice him throwing himself on the floor, but Jarom decided to ham it up for the camera.

Babies. . .

2009-05-20T12:10:00.000-07:00

I love babies! I always have, so when my doula sister-in-law invited me to attend the birth of her baby boy, I jumped for joy! I was nervous about 2 things: that I wouldn't be able to stay up through an all nighter, and that I wouldn't be able to help out my "doula" sister as much as she helped me. To prepare I read two books that she loaned me, thought about my births and how she hepled me, and packed my bag the day she went to the midwife and was already dilated to a 3 with no contractions. That night I was foggly roused from sleep at 12:30 and realized my cell phone was ringing so I jumped out of bed and answered. Stephanie said they were on their way to the hospital 45 minutes away, I said I'd be there. I hung up and asked my husband if he could watch the kids. I informed him I would be leaving for the hospital as soon as I stopped shaking from waking up so fast. The whole way to the hospital I prayed that I wouldn't fall asleep driving. Stephanie was laboring well when I finally got to the hospital and I started helping her through contractions. I met her midwife Karen and the really great nurse Nikki. Stephanie was working hard and doing well. We walked the halls, she got in the tub, she labored leaning on me or Kevin, but she stalled in transition. Things got really hard and strangely when the midwife broke her water there was no water. When Stephanie got back in the tub she slipped and 3 of us tried to keep her from falling more, I felt really bad about that. Finally she got to the pushing stage and Quentin graced us with his presence soon after 7 am. It was amazing. Stephanie did awesome and Quentin is adorable! The midwife gave me a big hug and said I could come doula anytime, and guess what I didn't fall asleep!;) I decided to take my nephew Teddy home for both of us to take a nap. I was so tired that we had a little adventure; when we got to my car I realized I forgot my jacket so I called Stephanie to tell her to take it to her new room but her phone was in my purse. We got out of the car to go back in the hospital and promptly got in the elevator, when it started going I said, "Teddy why are we in the elevator, this isn't the way we came out!" He said, "I was just following you. I thought adults usually know where they are going." Needless to say, all the way home I prayed I wouldn't fall asleep. Czar asked me how it was to witness a birth without being the one giving birth. I said, "It was empowering, I loved it, and I'm really glad that tonight I get to sleep through the night in my own bed.";) I hope I'll be able to go to another one sometime. Any volunteers? This last picture is me when it was all over, no make-up, no hair do, but happy!

Musings. . .

2009-02-15T16:00:00.000-08:00

My camera is dying. It will only work if it is plugged in and then it only works sometimes. The focus is all messed up, and the quality has really gone downhill. I'm so bummed, the only problem with technology is it doesn't seem to last long enough for how much it costs! Oh well, hopefully i'll get myself, I mean my tech savy husband (I'm so lucky to have someone who understands this stuff), to the store soon for a new one. So, you'll have to bare with my musings without fun pictures.
We've had crazy weather here lately, last week it was 60 and we enjoyed every minute of it. I've learned boys do better if they can go outside! We went swimming at the YMCA, which is always amusing watching the kids. We were there 45 minutes when Hyrum started shivering, and I thought I'd have to take him out soon, about 5 minutes later his mouth starts quivering and his teeth start chattering, so I take him out;) This week it snowed 8 inches and we had a blast as a family sledding for two hours on Saturday with: no whining, no necessary potty breaks, no food breaks, and no tears. It was perfect.
We've had a lot of warm fuzzy moments lately. I'll mention one, my baby has the "need" to be cuddled when he wakes up from his nap. (If he doesn't get it, he gets really grumpy) My husband and I were playing a game Saturday when he woke up and he came to get his lovings. We were pre-occupied and didn't want him to mess up the game with lots of little pieces. He starts balling and turns to his 3 year old brother, (because he was the only one there) to be comforted. Jarom hugs him with this huge smile on his face like he knew he was doing a great deed. It was really cute! Oh I wish I had a picture of it!

I'm still here, mostly

2009-01-29T12:31:00.000-08:00

Hey everyone, no I haven't forgotten you. Sorry it's been a while. We got busy with birthdays, Christmas, a surgery, a baptism, new carpet, a new pair of glasses, tons of doctors appointments . . . ok you get it. Here's some pictures from it all. All this business got me thinking about how all mom's of multiple children have stories; crazy ones, if you're one of those moms you know what I'm talking about. So here's one of my crazy stories.

A couple of years ago we went to visit family in Utah. We wanted to get to 2 reunions so that meant our vacation was going to be 3 weeks long. We went in the summer to Park City for our first family reunion with my husband's family. My in-laws generously used their timeshare to get all of their 6 children and their families in the Marriot Resort. We got there Saturday and had a very nice liesurely Saturday and Sunday. Sunday night my 6 month old started throwing up, and kept throwing up. I finally got a hotel towel and brought him to the bed with me. Everytime he threw up I would wake up and put the towel in front of his mouth then we'd go back to sleep. By morning I was nervous for him because he threw up so many times. But he quit by 9 which was when we were doing family pictures, which you can guess, I really wasn't in the mood for. Monday night we put the kids to bed and the adults played games when my oldest came out of the bedroom white as a ghost and I said uh oh, did you just throw up. Yep, all over the hotel bed and floor. Half of the family got the stomach flu. I let my sister-in-law use my mascara for the family pictures, dumb I know, and of course I get pink-eye. Twice. After this eventful reunion we went to my parents house and after a few days there we notice my son has a rash. I take him to the PA who says its a drug reaction because he was on antibiotics for an ear infection. I'm like, what, he finished the medicine 2 days ago. We go home and have a miserable night, my poor son tossed and turned all night long. When I turned on the lights I was mortified at the hives all over his poor body. We took him in again, to the doctor this time, who tried to comfort 2 concerned parents. He let us know that this was a mild case, a bad case would have sent him straight to the hospital, that it might last several weeks and to give lots of benedryl. He also said take pictures to put in his records when we got home. He was like this for a week. The new hives would be bright red like a bull's-eye and the old hives would turn black and blue like bruises. By the time the next family reunion came his hives were almost gone, but when we left for the reunion house he refused to walk. My extremely active 2 year old did not want to walk and made me push him around in the stroller. He had more bad nights where he cried out in pain all night long, and still wouldn't walk. Took him to another doctor, who basically said take care of it when you get home, that was helpful. Oh, and half of the family members got the stomach flu at this reunion, we though we missed it, but on the way home, I was woken up at the hotel to my other daughter throwing up. She threw up several times at the hotel and once right when she got in the van, but fortunately in a bag, and was ok the rest of the way home. My poor brother's family didn't have it so well on the way home. Home, hurray, but a few weeks later my son wouldn't walk again, so I said all right, I'm going to my pediatrician whom I adore. She finally helped me and termed it Omnicef serum sickness. Apparently its not an "allergic reaction", but he shouldn't have that medicine again and I asked her how long he was going to have symptoms, of hives and joint pain, and she said it could be up to 6 months. Believe it or not, we still had fun on our trip, even though it was crazy, as my husbands family would put it, it was an adventure. Ok moms post your crazy stories. Oh, and Melissa I posted this picture for you.

Ode to Ronnie

2008-12-11T11:05:00.000-08:00

My big brother Ronnie recently informed me that I have a "little sister selective memory of our childhood." I prefer to say that I have a very accurate, detailed memory of our childhood, so Ronnie this post is for you. Ronnie is 2 1/2 years older than me and my sister wasn't born until we were teenagers, so growing up it was mostly just us. On occasion Ronnie would get fed up with the fact that I was his sister and not his brother and would force me to be his very unwilling wrestling opponent. This helped me be a little bit stronger and a little more competative. There were a couple of times I would come up with a new move that would actually work, but they would only work once. Most of the time Ronnie would compromise with me, we would play Barbies with my doll house and then we would go play GI Joe, nintendo, lazer tag, or nerf swords.

Ronnie has always been a great guy and a great brother. He's a big guy, much taller than me, with a booming voice. He's very fun loving. Ronnie is incredibly intelligent, he always beats me at everything (which has helped me be prepared for my husband because he beats me at everything too). I did beat him twice though, I learned to whistle before he did and I learned to blow bubble gum bubbles first. Ronnie took care of me and protected me when I needed it, even when I didn't know I needed it. When we went to the arcade and some kid wouldn't leave me alone because I gave him a quarter and he wanted more Ronnie scared him away. Ronnie asked all of his friends to dance with me when I went to my first dance, probably because he knew I would be a wall flower if they didn't.

In high school, my big brother was poplular, athletic, caring, and handsome(he still is). I had so many girls try to be my friend so they could get to my brother (most of them I actually did become friends with, but it was even wierder when my friends went after him). I was clueless at the time, Ronnie of course knew better. He's always been patient with me and I appreciate that.

Ronnie is a sports fanatic, but he doesn't like watching sports alone, when we were kids he would beg me to stay up with him and watch a game. I would only do it because he would make me a "bed" to doze in during the game. He would get bean bags and pillows and blankets and make a sort of nest that I would stay in during the game. It was all worth it when, at my in-laws house, we were playing a guys vs girls game and the guys asked us how long a penalty box penalty was in hockey, and I was the only woman in the room who could yell out 2 minutes!

When my sister was born it was fun to watch my brother spoil her and dote on her. Now that he is married and has kids, it's fun to see how much his wife and kids adore him. He also goes out of his way to pay attention to my kids who also can't get enough of uncle Ronnie.

Ronnie thank you. Thank you for all the things you taught me. Thanks for taking care of me and for putting up with me, and most of all, thanks for providing me with enough memories to make me laugh for the rest of my life. I love you big brother!

Oh and yes, thanks for getting in trouble more than me! (family joke)

Life Goes On

2008-12-02T12:23:00.000-08:00

I think this November went by the fastest on record. We celebrated Czar's birthday. He had a spiderman carrot cake with green frosting and too much help opening his presents, but I think he enjoyed it.

We had a great Thanksgiving meal with friends from church. I made stuffed mushrooms, ham, and fruit salad. The stuffed mushrooms were a hit, so here's my mom's recipe.

Stuffed Mushrooms

about 12 mushroom caps (1 small package)

1/4 tsp garlic powder

1/4 C Italian bread crumbs

1/4 C grated mozerella cheese

1 tsp. parsley flakes

salt and pepper to taste

3 Tbsp Parmesan Cheese

1/3 C melted butter

Wash and core mushrooms. Toss all ingredients together, fill mushrooms. Bake in 450 oven for 10-15 minutes. ( I don't bake it, I microwave it on high for 2-3 minutes until the cheese is melted, I also used smart balance instead of butter.) They are so yummy and easy to make. Sorry no pictures because my camera only works if it's plugged in, hopefully I will get a new one for Christmas.

We had a wonderful Thanksgiving, thanks to Keri for hosting us! Unfortunately, Thanksgiving was the day we learned that our little 5 year old friend at church was sick in the hospital. Friday the older kids and I went to visit him and we hope for the best for him and his family. Friday evening we went minature golfing with Aunt Stephanie, Uncle Kevin, and Teddy. On Saturday I got some more bad news when I learned a good friend of mine had her second miscarriage, so I went to visit her and we consoled each other. Saturday evening we had friends over to decorate Christmas cookies which was tons of fun, but not good for me losing weight, oh well I guess I work out more this week. We had a great Thanksgiving, and spent lots of time with family and friends, I'm so grateful for friends, family, and our savior Jesus Christ.

Tagged

2008-10-27T12:44:00.000-07:00

Okay Diana tagged me and I'm supposed to tell 7 weird facts about me, only 7? Okay I'm not going to follow all the rules.
1. I like to sew. In college I took a basic sewing class, probably because my mom made tons of dresses and quilts and Halloween cotumes for me and I wanted to do the same for my kids. My mother-in-law also sews and made my wedding dress. I made this sheep costume. I actually made little Bo Peep and her sheep, but that picture isn't digitized yet. I also made the sleeping beauty costume. I also made Uncle Same, Betsy Ross, and the Statue of Liberty one year. The last picture is Meg's baptism dress that I made out of my wedding dress.

2. I'm a very private person but I love people. I love to know all about people but have a hard time telling people about me. In high school, I met and became friends with a girl who was voted most likely to suceed. We had never met but both new about each other. She told me once, "I heard how smart you are, but I'm glad to know you're nice too" It was one of the nicest compliments I've ever received, and I was shocked that anybody talked about me.

3. I like to cook and bake. I spend a lot more time preparing food than most people I know. I've really gotten into nutrition. We eat whole grains, and I've tried to cut down on sugar, salt, and corn syrup. The food I bake is good, it's just not pretty. Oh well.

4. I belong to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I love the Savior and my Father in Heaven. I'm grateful for my blessings. I love the scriptures.

5. I love to read. I love to live in books. I daydream a lot. My favorite author is Jane Austen and I love the classics. I also love fantasy like Harry Potter and the Inheritance Trilogy. I also love movies and really enjoy reading the book and seeing the movie.

6. I hemmoraghed after my fourth child was born and lost half my blood. I passed out in the hospital on the toilet. I don't recommend it to anyone, it took the entire first six weeks to recover and I scared myself everytime I looked in the mirror. I looked like a walking corpse.

7. I grew up in Maryland and I loved it! Some of my nicknames from that time were Chatperson and Charlie. A friend called me Charlie because he thought I looked like Charlie Chaplin. I walk with my feet out, curse of taking ballet class as a little girl, in fact I've had people ask if I dance. My AP biology teacher called me Chatperson because I asked tons of questions. I'm sure everybody got tired of me in class. I asked tons of questions in every class, sorry guys. This last picture I found is of Diana's little boy Ian at date night, Hah! Hah!
I tag Beckie, Jodee, Rayette, Wendy, Rachael, Pam and Louise.

Date Night

2008-10-13T11:40:00.000-07:00

I stole these pictures off of Diana's blog. They are from date night at her house. Every Saturday all the kids from 4 families go to one house while the other parents get to go on a date. We've been doing date night for almost 4 years now and it's been wonderful. When we started date night with my sister-in-law I didn't realize that my kids would love date night just as much as I do. We're fortunate to be able to have had date night with family and some really good friends over the years. I think my kids will be sad when we stop eventually as they get older. Diana we'll have to do a "game night" every once in a while when the kids are teenagers, what do you think? We could play kickball, volleyball, man hunt, etc. Anyways, I'm getting off topic. Date night was at our house on Saturday, we had pizza and dinosaur chicken nuggets. We had leftover cake from Teddy's birthday. The kids mostly played outside. We watched Harry Potter. Poor Carter cut open his forhead. Ian lost his socks again, but I think I found them this time. Jarom, Hyrum, Carter, and Ian had fun jumping on Hyrum's mattress. Lauren took care of the little ones. Teddy and Parker ate the most, it's good to see growing boys down their food. The kids made up a murder mystery tag game, I think. Demi was it and was supposed to find everyone, I'm not sure she was a voluntary participant. I love these kids, they're so bright and creative and loving and good and fun.

I've been tagged. . .Fourth picture in the fourth folder

2008-10-09T12:32:00.000-07:00

This is actually the fourth picture in the fourth folder in the fourth folder. Anyways, this is my nephew at a family reunion, they were wooly watermelon warriors. It's a long story. I tag Jodee if she wants to do it.

American History

2008-10-09T11:56:00.000-07:00

My mom and sister are coming to visit us next week. (Hurray! I can't wait!) It's been a year since they've been here and we're all so excited, so they've been on my mind a lot lately. I have incredible parents, they are amazing and I really appreciate them. Recently I've been thinking about some of the things my parents have given me. My mom is a history buff, especially American History, so growing up in Maryland was a real treat because we went to all the sites on weekends and in the summer. Here is a list of the places I've been to because my mother and father took us there. I wish I could give this to my kids as well. My parents both taught me how to love my country. My father retired from the Air Force and my mother can't get enough of American History. . .

The Alamo
The American History Museum
The National Art Museum
The Natural History Museum
The Air and Space Museum
The Vietnam Memorial
The Jefferson Memorial
The Lincoln Memorial
Yorktown
The Korean War Memorial
The Capital Building
Arlington Cemetery/Robert E Lee Home
Monticello-Jefferson's home
Mt Vernon-Washington's home
Philidelphia -Liberty Bell

Ben Franklin Museum

Independence Hall (funny going as a child in the summer all I could think about was how did they get any work done when it was so hot in there)
Bull Run/Manasses whether your from the North or South
Fredricksburg
Antietam
Appomatax Court House
Jamestown
Williamsburg
Gettysburg
Ford's Theatre/and the house across the street where Lincoln died
Walter Reed Medical museum
The National Monument
The Holocaust Museum
FBI Museum
Bureau of Engraving and Printing -saw how money is made
Hershey Pa -one of my favorite places, yes I love chocolate
Naval Academy -John Paul Jones is entombed there
Ft McHenry -where Star Spangled Banner was written
Betsy Ross Home
Tobacco Plantation in Maryland

The Baseball Hall of Fame and Babe Ruth's house

Ellis Island

Niagra Falls

Church History:
Palmyra
Sacred Grove
Whitmer Home
Smith Home
Navuoo
Winter Quarters
Beehive House
This is the Place Park
Brigham Young Home in St George

Mom, what have I forgotten?

I'm crying, crying, cyring, I'm crying

2008-10-07T12:26:00.001-07:00

Before

I've watched my boys' hair get longer and longer and decided to cut it today. Hyrum has cute curly hair, but it was getting kind of wild. I decided to just trim his hair, but the curls rebelled! His hair isn't curly anymore! They're gone! I cut off the curls! I'm going to hear all about it at church on Sunday! Actually I think they'll come back in a few days and after I give him a bath. He looks so much younger with his hair shorter. He looks more like little Czar. I'm grateful that hair grows back:)

After

Independence. . . .

2008-10-02T11:52:00.000-07:00

My husband's family is very unique in that they're all dominant, independent personalities. Maybe that has something to do with my father-in-law being a lawyer. It's something that I admire and drew me to my husband. I also desired to give this independence, and assertiveness to my children, little did I know how much harder it would make my life;) So here are some little blurps on how my children have asserted thier independence.

We lived in Utah when Meg started kindergarten. In Utah kindergarten was half-day and they all came home on one bus. The ride to school from my house in our car was 2 minutes, the ride home on the bus was half an hour. One day Meg decided she was going to walk home because she thought she could get there faster walking. I of course was waiting at the bus stop, pregnant and with Erika and Czar, when the bus driver informed me she was walking and that Meg had said I said it was okay for her to walk home. I run(wobble) home as fast as I can and get in the van the whole time thinking how i was going to lay into her about walking home and lieing to the bus driver, etc. I see her about a 10 minute walk away from my house turned the van opened the door and saw her face. I knew then to keep my mouth shut, she had learned her lesson. She had walked 35 minutes in the cold. A woman came up to my window and asked if I was her mom and that she was worried about her and following her and the utility guy was following her, I was too much in shock to really thank her, I hope she knows how much I appreciated it.
Erika has always had spunk. She started talking way early, and soon thereafter started giving everyone lectures. I remember her telling grandpa, "Grandpa you can't do that!" with her hands on her hips. She also is my dramatic one, the type that would throw a major tantrum and throw herself to the floor and cry and scream. She's the one I have to "discuss" everything with. A typical discussion with Erika is,

Mom: Erika you need to clean up the family room

Erika: Why, Czar and Meg aren't cleaning it up.

Mom: Erika you need to clean up the famliy room

Erika: I always have to clean up, why can't they do it

Mom: (meaner voice, clenched teeth) Erika you need to clean up or you have to clean up the family room and vacuum your room.

Erika: But I want to go outside.

Mom: Okay the family room and vacuum up your room.

Erika: Fine, crying running to her room, slam door, then crying, then "I don't like this family, everybody's mean to me, . . . ."

But I do have to give her credit she does the work and then usually gives me a note saying she's sorry. She has a mind of her own.

Czar is independent in actions more than anything. He started out as our "headbanger" I don't know why he did this, and yes I talked to the pediatrician about it. He would bang his head on the wall when he went to sleep. He would bang his head on the carseat (we have video of it). He would bang his head against the high chair so much that Dad got fed up and cut the top of it off, so that there was nothing to bang against. He's the child who was told when he got the splint and the marker to write on the splint, that he could only write on the splint because it was a permanent marker. He was disposed of the marked when he wrote all over the hymnl at church on Sunday. Good news though, the doctor thinks his bone was just bruised so no cast unless it keeps hurting.

Jarom, Jarom, Jarom. Jarom has more energy then the Tazmanian Devil and eats just as much. Jarom is the child who gets more hyper the more tired he is. So when he turned 2 he decided to start getting out of bed at bedtime and turn the light on and off, on and off, and he'd come out of his room, etc. I tried the super nanny stuff to put him back in bed an leave, for weeks to no avail. He would come out of his room about 10 times a night and I would go in to feed the baby at 2 am and find the light on. So we took drastic measures, put a child safety lock on the inside of the door so Jarom could not get out and we took the light bulbs out of the light. We found him on the floor by the door asleep most nights for a while, but now he has finally mostly grown out of it! He got the light bulbs back! I think he just doesn't want to miss anything and so doesn't want to go to sleep.

Hyrum is too little still, but I'm starting to see the tantrums begin, oh, I do remember the other day, Daddy found him in the laundry room trying to poop in his diaper (he likes privacy). Daddy sneaked up behind him and just watched him for a while, when Hyrum turned around he said, "go away" It starts.

Keep me in your prayers:) Really, I'm so grateful to be their mom. They bring me so much joy. I wish I could be perfect for them, but I'm not. My motto as a mom comes from finding Nemo, Dori says, "Just keep swimming". On those days when I'm about to cry, I try to laugh, it's easier. I'm so proud of my kiddos, they're learning and becoming kind and generous and giving. To all the mom's out there, Just keep swimming! As I've said to some of my friends, they can win some battles, but I'm going to win the war;)

How to find Joy

2008-09-29T11:29:00.000-07:00

In my church we have a wonderful program for women called visiting teaching. Each women is given several other women to visit and care for. Basically it's a program for women to help nurture other women. Over the weekend, I watched a church meeting for women and Elder Uchtdorf gave a great talk. In it he told us the easiest way to find happiness is to serve. I felt impressed to go visit one of my ladies on my visiting teaching route. Let me tell you about her. She is a grandma on disability. She struggles with health and finacial issues. She is kind and generous and loving. She loves kids. She lives with her daughter and grandson, but is home alone all day with no form of transportation. I was out by her house and decided to stop by with my two youngest to visit. The visit filled my emotional/spiritual cup and I feel happy. She loved my boys as they ate all her candy and they loved her cats. What did it cost me? Time. Was it worth it? Yes! Maybe if the world would stop to take care of the individual, we'd all be a little bit happier.

Weekend Frenzy

2008-09-28T16:35:00.000-07:00

Hello to family and friends! I finally decided to join the blog family. I hope you enjoy all of the crazy adventures of a large family.

Our latest news is our trampoline incident. Friday night dad and Czar were jumping on the trampoline, enjoying some time together, when Czar comes in crying. Yes, he fell on his arm and it hurt. Dad takes him to the urgent care where they relocate his dislocated elbow, take x-rays, give motrin, and send them home with a sling saying there was no break, but they'll send the x-rays the the orthopedic doctor. Czar liked the attention and would not take off the sling, all night. Saturday morning after taking the girls to their activities dad tells me that the hospital called and said the ortho Dr found a fracture and we needed to bring him in for a cast. I jump in the van with all my kids to take them to date night and spend my date traveling to the emergency room. Once there they inform me that the bone does not look broken on the x-ray, but where there is a shadow by the bone, means that fluid is leaking out of the bone which means there is a fracture. They put a splint on his arm and inform me to call the ortho doctor's office on Monday to get the cast. At home dad and I muse over how Czar has had the most injuries, but Meg the worst. I inform dad how surpised I am that Jarom has not had more injuries being our most "active" child, he reminds me that at age 3 he is still mostly cartilidge. I guess I'll start saving for his hospital bills now.