P365 - 2015 - Day 120 - "I'm Batman"

P365 - 2015 - Day 120 - "I'm Batman"

We took The Boy for a second opinion on his pinky.  It was a much better experience than the traumatic one The Boy and I had on Monday.   It was decided that he get a custom splint and we will go back in two weeks for another set of xrays.  He will likely have this on for several weeks after that... but hey, it's purple so he's ok with that. :-) Add to that the fact that My Wonderful Husband said it looks like something Batman would wear....  so now The Boy says "I'm Batman!"

P365 - 2015 - Day 119 - a date with delicious

P365 - 2015 - Day 119 - a date with delicious

I don't know about other houses, but in this house after school snack is beginning to look like a seven course meal.  The kids come home famished!  I swear I give them good breakfasts and pack good lunches.  But these are growing kids and they.are.hungry.  So after school snack is no longer a simple affair.  They scavenge through the kitchen like hungry lions and I have to be sure they don't eat the ingredients for the night's dinner!  Cereal, fruit, toast, protein bars, hard boiled eggs, and any form of left over are fair game.  And the ship has sailed on me telling them not to spoil their dinner.... these active kids are hungry for dinner too.  Maybe they have a tapeworm?  I'm not sure.  But I do know that every time I look at them they seem to have grown taller so that may have something to do with this new phenomenon.  So today on the menu for The Boy was leftover taco meat with cheese and salsa, in a bowl.  He called it "cereal tacos" and took one look at it and said "I have a date with delicious!".  True story.

P365 - 2015 - Day 118 - problem solving

P365 - 2015 - Day 118 - problem solving

It was one of those days again - continued from the day before....  I spent the better part of the day on the phone with our insurance company and more doctors than I care to count.  Then add to that some house stuff that got thrown at us at the last minute...more money... and I was one stressed out mama.  I started the marathon session of phone calls right after the kids got on the bus and I had my shake.  As I told My Wonderful Husband via text.. "I'm problem solving.  All over the place."  But when I looked at the clock and realized that it was now afternoon and I had not even changed out of my pajamas yet, my stress level hit an all time high.  Where did my day go?  I have so much still to do!  And I never ran!  The only logical solution was to get changed and go for a run.  Running is my exercise but it is also my therapy.  It was late so I didn't get much of a run, but any run is a good run.  I came back with a clear head ready for more problem solving.

P365 - 2015 - Day 117 - some days

P365 - 2015 - Day 117 - some days

Some days stink.  I took The Boy to the orthopedic and we were blindsided by his recommendation of a possible surgery for a little pinky fracture.  The Boy ended up in a new splint... a much bigger splint.  I hate watching my kids hurt in any way.  It makes me physically hurt as well.  It took a lot of deep breaths to get through this day.

P365 - 2015 - Day 116 - these three

P365 - 2015 - Day 116 - these three

Love these three soccer players.  xoxoxo

P365 - 2015 - Day 115 - the night before

P365 - 2015 - Day 115 - the night before

This is the scene at ten o'clock the night before a day of soccer.... Two coolers are being packed and we are getting ready to start a marathon day of soccer.  My Wonderful Husband has a game at 9 am, The Princess has a game at 1:30, The Boy has a game at 4:30, and The Bear has a game at 6:30.  Oh and they are all at different away locations.  So we need to make sure we have lots of healthy food to keep us going.

P365 - 2015 - Day 114 - fractured

P365 - 2015 - Day 114 - fractured

We are not having good luck with fingers in this family .....  I got the dreaded call from the school nurse today.  The Boy had fallen at recess and his finger was hurt..."you need to come and get him".  I sensed the urgency in her voice and knew it wasn't good.  The Boy was so upset... he had seen what his dad went through and was panicked that he "really hurt his finger".  We assured him he would be fine and off we went to the doctor then on to x-rays.  It turns out that he fractured his pinky when he landed on it.  He handled the diagnosis well... it is swollen and still hurts a bit but he is splinted, had some motrin, and now he's relaxing with some SpongeBob.  I even got a little smile from him so things are looking up.  :-)