Shew what a day!

It started with Hubs getting the deer. 

Then, about 230, my son’s school called. He fell on the playground and hurt his arm and wanted me to come get him. He usually rides the bus. I brought him home because he was able to open and close his fist and lift his arm. When my husband removed E’s sweatshirt, we could see his left elbow was badly swollen. So, Hubs took him to the ER while I stayed home with our daughter.

In the end, he has a fracture and may require surgery. I will call the orthopedic surgeon tomorrow to make an appt for him to check it out and make the final surgery decision.

Poor baby. He stepped on a nail a couple of weeks ago and now this. Hardly a dull moment around here! 

50s Day and a Painful Step

My little guy had a big day.

First, he dressed up in 50s style for the 50th day of school.


Posing with his friend who also goes to our church.

Then he came home, changed into his muck boots and proceeded to play outside. A few minutes later I hear a wail. Poor fella stepped on a nail that went through his boot and into his foot.

Praise God there wasn’t much blood but it’s still quite painful. He’s up to date on his tetanus shot. Naturally he’s concerned about being able to trick or treat on Monday. 🙂

I’m so stinkin’ proud!

I did not post much on Friday because we were busy as a family.

The highlight of the day concerns our daughter.  You may recall she is 12 and “special needs”. She has multiple diagnosis, all cognitive in nature. Physically she is healthy and strong-Praise the Lord-but her IQ was tested to be 55. In some ways, she is “further behind” than her 6-year-old brother. I use quotes because, while these labels are helpful in getting her the appropriate assistance, they do NOT define who she is as a cherished girl created by God. She faces many challenges and as both her mother and her home school teacher, I am challenged right along with her. The whole family is.

Anyway, one of her struggles is with sensory issues. On the one hand, she SEEKS deep pressure input and “hard work” (swimming, hanging from the monkey bars, shoveling are all good activities to help balance her nervous system), she also AVOIDS other stimuli such as loud crowds. A HUGE challenge we have is with her hair. Here is a picture from her 12th birthday:

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That long, curly hair is a battleground! She cannot stand for anyone to touch her head/hair. Trying to shampoo it and then comb out the tangles is a war I reserve only for Saturday nights (for church the next day). It stays a horrible tangled mess the rest of the week. She has never been to a salon because 1. In the past, we didn’t want to disturb the beautiful blonde curls (she used to let me fix it) and 2. We figured some battles are better left at home and not out in public……..UNTIL TODAY! When we got ready to leave to do some shopping this morning, her hair was quite tangled. Her dad coaxed her into letting me try to do something with it, but it was really bad. We had had enough. We told her it would be best if we let someone cut it, just a little. Once she realized we didn’t mean as short as her dad and brother’s, she agreed.

So, finally, at 12 years old, she had her first visit to the salon!

She LOVED having her hair shampooed (who doesn’t?) and was so patient and cooperative during the entire process. She kept asking if she could come back! The stylist was very nice and understanding as well.

Here is her new, “grown-up” hairstyle that she now doesn’t want us to touch because we will “mess it up”. Hee Hee

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The stylist straightened it in hopes it would give us a couple of days without tangles. However, after tonight’s bath it was a little damp and the curls came back. It was super cute with the curls too! She seems very happy with it and I am hopeful she will once again allow me to comb and style it, since it won’t be so painful.

I am so stinkin’ proud of this kid!!!!