S'more fishing fun

Spring Break ended much better than it began (see last post). The weather for camping was ideal. Our camp was just steps away from the lake where Daddy and the kids caught lots of fish. A caught the biggest one and we had it with dinner one night. Both R and S have learned to cast now. Daddy is proud.

We had a great time. The twins really discovered s'mores this time and were excited to make them....and not just eat marshmallows, crackers and chocolate separately. It was fun to have R tell me how to make it. He wanted his chocolate on top of the cracker. I cannot tell you how many marshmallows S ate, but he had the most!

C and T became little fire bugs. C was so proud of herself starting her own fire one morning.

T is feeling better. It is still tender, but he is not in pain. He sat more this trip than in trips past. But he wanted to go, we all did and the Dr OK'd the trip. Glad we went and built these memories.

Appendectomy

What a way to start Spring Break! On Saturday, T started complaining that his tummy hurt. I was gone all day and he was telling Dad. The next morning I go wake T for church. His tummy still hurt. It hurt to walk. I ask all the mommy nurse questions, take his temperature, feel his tummy and determine that this is something that cannot wait.

I send Daddy to church with 4 kids and I take T to the urgent care clinic....hoping that we would get some antibiotics and head home. It was not that simple.

During the initial exam they suspect that it is his appendix. After blood work and a cat scan, it was confirmed that his appendix was the problem and it needed to come out TODAY. The doctors at the clinic suspected they had seen a hole in the appendix so they wanted to send us to the hospital by ambulance just in case. I was not thrilled with that idea. I could drive him, but Daddy said how often does a boy get to ride in an ambulance. Maybe we should if that is the dr's recommendation. So we did. All I can say is ambulances are bumpy.

During all this T is doing pretty good. He never had a fever and he could walk OK, but it hurt. Laying down he really did not complain of much but being bored.

Texas Children's ER went smoothly, they had called ahead and were expecting us. So after a short time we were upstairs in surgery preop, then the waiting room. After 1 1/2hours the surgeon came out with the good news, that yes the appendix was inflamed and swollen but it had not ruptured. That means we stayed one night and if no fever or ill side effects we get to go home. Had it burst we could have been in the hospital for several days.

T said hospitals are not much fun. They wake you up lots at night and they are a bit noisy. They are also boring, you lay around without much to do. The playroom was closed while we were there. He did enjoy eating in bed and watching TV. That was his favorite part. My favorite part was coming home. I am glad he is going to get better and that he is a strong healthy boy.

Bunk Beds

This year the twins got lots for their birthday....starting in October I began making them new quilts, big enough for a twin size bed. R picked his favorite color-black and I found fabrics to make this finishing right before Christmas.

S wanted yellow...not exactly masculine, but I found a combination that made him and me happy. I started after Christmas vacation and finished just the night before we celebrated their birthday. Finding time to sew is hard with so many other things on my plate to do.

Then last week, I decided if I was going to put new beds in their room I wanted to freshen it up. Little S has a habit of writing on walls and his room showed a great deal of his artwork (if you can call the scribbles that). So I scrubbed walls and used a few Mr Clean magic erasers (they usually work good), but nothing was getting the permament marker or the dry erase marker off of the walls. So I decided to paint. No special colors, just the same off white to cover the art work. It took 5 coats of paint (4 Kilz coats just over marks and one final coat) to cover those marks.

So I painted, bought the bunk beds, mattresses, matress pads, bed sheets, and pillows. Daddy assembled the beds while I washed the sheets and made 2 birthday cakes (each had to have his own!). All in a fews days time we got it done. After a little birthday dinner at MacDonalds (birthday boys chose the resturant) we came home and they climbed in. They were very happy boys.


No more cribs or toddler beds at my house. Should I be happy or sad?