Saturday Austin had a T-ball game in the mid-morning. It was really sunny and quite warm, which he is not used to right now. He was not into the game at all and it showed! I felt bad for him as he stood there and watched the other kids scramble after the ball, completely uninterested! He loves baseball. I think he was just tired, a bit hungry and hot!
After the game we went to Sienna's birthday party. The kids had a great time playing and swimming, eating junk and filling up on cake! Instead of going into detail about the latter part of the weekend, a list seems much more fitting.
The List:
-We take extremely tired and wired kids to my moms for a planned family "camp out" for the night
-We set up a bazillion tents in her backyard, somehow...very few people know how to assemble a tent
-My children stick true to their roots, remove every article of clothing...leaving only their shorts on and ride their bikes like circus clowns
-We start coals to BBQ and a nice bonfire
-We cook and eat
-Children continue to ride their bikes like circus clowns way past the time it got dark and they should have been made to stop
-Ryland falls of bike in the dark.
-Its hard to find crying kids in the dark.
-Ryland complains that his ankle hurts...I put him to bed (Sleep cures everything!)
-Everyone is too exhausted to enjoy bonfire, it burns out
-Everyone sleeps
-Ryland wakes up at 6am...he can't walk
-whatever happened to "sleep cures everything?"
-I try to repeatedly make him walk...he retreats to crawling around everywhere for the next 4 hours
-ER trip
-Suspected fracture, half cast goes on...repeat X-rays in 4 days
-Return to moms house. No one seems to know how to dissemble a tent either.
-Dissemble a bazillion tents and go home
-Fun times had.....but not by all
-(Monday and Tuesday happen)
-Wednesday...repeat X-rays are done and he is CLEARED! No fracture. Splint comes off and the kid is like a monkey released from his cage! Must have been a sprain!
-Thursday happens....
And here is where it gets even more fun!
Thursday evening as I'm getting ready for school, Austin burst into the bathroom screaming bloody murder, holding his head with a hand full of blood. I jump soaking wet out of the shower to assess the damage.
Courtesy of Ryland, Austin has a nice size, fairly deep cut on his forehead.
I guess a little tiff happened upstairs and Ryland found it appropriate to chuck a large piece of wooden train track directly at his brothers head.
Off to the ER yet again. Thank goodness it was a different one than 4 days ago. I'm sure Kaiser just loves us!