Yes it is true!!! I am going to get back into blogging!! So why not start with a wound story from my young warriors?!?!?!!? Actually , I have wanted to get back into blogging because the kids love to go back and read their adventures and see what has been going on. It seems that I get so caught up in the day to day activities and then so far behind that when I think about trying to catch up it is overwhelming. But I have realized that we are all missing out when I don't do it so I am going to
try to do better. How is that....
try!!!
So here is my story....
(and yes, I am sticking to it). There I was minding my own business!!!!
HAHAHAHA. If you believe that then I do have you all fooled!!! Seriously, it is Spring Break here and, of course, Mother Nature has decided that winter needs to return to the Antelope Valley. We are not able to play outside. Instead kids are underfoot all day long. The kids have turned into little arguing ,tattletalling, mischievous monsters that run all over the house and jump on the furniture all day long.
(I wish someone would return my little angels!) On this particular day I was ready for an early retirement but had decided I would settle for an early bedtime.
I was putting the finishing touches on the kitchen while kids were putting the finishing touches on their bath routines.
Bless Jayson's little heart... he offered to help. I had some trash that needed to go out to the garage so off he went. Next thing I know he comes running in without his pj shirt on screaming,
"I don't want stitches, I don't want stitches." Nathan is hot on his trail and crying because he knows his twin is hurt. From where I am standing it does not look so bad,
nothing a little super glue and a kiss can't fix. However, when he got closer I suddenly realized this was an
"owie" that no amount of super glue could fix and I was going to have to venture to the ER!!!
I had just talked to Jay and knew he would not be home until 9 and it was 6:30. What to do? Luckily, I have the best uncle in the whole wide world and he came to my rescue again. I swear I do not know what I would do without him here. He dropped everything and rushed over as I wrapped the wound and tried without any luck to get ahold of Jay.
(For the record, the emergency contact number for him should not have an answering machine!!!) Oh well, off we go. I have learned from experience that you cannot go to Urgent Care if you need stitches and I hate the ER because my experiences are usually no good.
(actually they would qualify as downright horrifying) We arrive at the ER and get checked in.
Unfortunately, I had done a top rate bangaging job to our battle wound and given him some tylenol so we arrived calm and quiet.
(For the record if you want to be seen quickly you should be dripping blood and pinch your kid so he is screaming when you arrive. HAHA.) Finally at 8:15 they take us back to triage. They proceed to ask him what happened...... blah, blah , blah. The nurse is looking at me like I am the stupidest mother on the planet and why would I waste her time with this...... Then she unwrapped my bandage and we started bleeding all over the place. We were immediately taken to a room. But then once the bleeding started it scared poor Jayson and they had a hard time stopping it again. So a little panic set in for him.
The doctor (who has triplets that are turning 2 this week, all boys, I wish him luck:>), came in and explained what had to happen. Jayson is laying on his stomach with crocodile tears streaming down his face and saying,
"I was just trying to help!" Oh my heart broke in half. I would have given anything to have been able to trade places with him. I held his hand and rubbed his back. 3.5 hours and 7 stitches later we are on our way home. We arrive to no daddy home yet and kids all waiting to make sure Jayson is okay. Finally at 11:15 they are in bed! My wish for an early bedtime will have to wait for another night!
We did learn a valuable lesson on this Tuesday night. When Jayson took the trash to the garage he put it down on the concrete floor. The glass spaghetti jar that was on the bottom broke as it made contact with the floor. When he got the lid to the big blue garbage bin open and tossed the bag into the container it cut through is pj's and skin.
So the moral of the story......
Recycle Glass!!!! Always an adventure and never a dull moment. But I wouldn't trade it for anything!!!
A couple of days ago, I was so excited to introduce you all to our newest family member, this is Cotton Tail Kearl. Nathan had been really struggling with many things and was so sad still ( 6 months later) that we gave Sami (our black bunny) to some friends. Jay and I decided a new bunny might just be what he needed to help him through this little "funk" he is experiencing. Two weeks ago he went with me and we picked this cute little bunny. And then off we went to get a new cage and bring her home. He named her and loved her from moment he chose her!! I was a little concerned because she had some goopey eyes but she ate well and was bouncy and loved him. What more could I have asked for? Well..... much to my dismay she went to heaven. I do not know what happened and would have never guessed there was anything "really" wrong. And still the only thing I can figure out is that she was separated from her mom too young. She was only five weeks old. Yesterday morning, I had six little ones with hearts that were truly broken in half. They cried and cried.... "mom she was only a baby and should have never died." I felt so very helpless since I could not put a band aid on it and make it better. A few weeks back we lost a friend that was only 32 years old to a very terrible accident. She left behind five gorgeous little children that went to scouts with my boys and I think the freshness of this tragedy did not help. It was such a sad day. We talked and decided they wanted to try again. This time we went to a pet store and got a bunny that is 9-10 weeks old and looks much more healthy. Poor little Nathan seems afraid to hold it and allow his little heart to get attached. I am hopeful that as the days progress he will be okay. As he prayed last night he prayed for the Beck Family(because they do not have a mom anymore), a lizard (that they put on the trampoline because of course he wanted to jump with the and his tail fell off), and little Cotton Tail (to love heaven). Such a sweet little spirit!!! 
But please meet Freckles Angel Kearl!!! We are hoping that this bunny stays for a very long time!!! Makes me dread the day that we lose our beloved Shadow who has been with us now for almost 14 years!!! We are off to Disneyland to play with our cousins for the next several days and turn this Spring Break around!!! And take their little minds off of sad!!! I will post pictures when we get back!!!
