oh the pain

There has yet been another reason to get the EMT training that I really need.

Morgan was running out the door and somehow managed to hit his thumb just right and the entire thumb nail came right off.  For being someone who isn't easily nauseated by the sight of blood, this one challenged my ability to keep my breakfast down.  I wrapped up his poor thumb, packed up the kids and headed to the doctor.  When the nurse took the towel off, Morgan took one look at it and lost his breakfast.  Once he found out he was getting an x-ray though, the color returned to his cheeks. He loves to get x-rays. He is very fascinated with the human body and the thought of seeing his own bones almost dulls the pain. (almost). While we were waiting for the doctor he said, " can't we just go up to heaven for a little bit and have Jesus heal it?"  He also said, "If I were Ironman, this never would have happened." 

At the end of the day, he looked up at me and said, "I have had a very bad day.  I lost my thumb nail, I have a cold, I bit my tongue, and my shoelaces are untied. I'm gunna need one big ice cream cone." 

Oh, how I miss the days when an ice cream cone extinguished all my problems too!

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference. 

Robert Frost

All I want to do for Mother's Day is go on a day hike with my family.  No shops, no crowds, just pure togetherness.  After all, Mother Nature deserves some appreciation on this day too!

yet another

So what's the deal with twitter? It seems like every talk show host is chatting about it, claiming it to be such a great tool to interact with one another.  Apparently it's even better than Facebook that great place where you can find out that "Joe likes his new office chair" or "Wanda got a new hairbrush." Sure blogging may fall into this category too somewhat, but what I like about blogs are the stories which are shared, new adventures revealed,  and opinions and feelings openly expressed.   It seems like such great thing to have all this technology to reconnect and find old friends.  Yet at the same time it's pushed almost to the point where computers(and phones for that matter) are taking the place where real human faces should be.  I admit it provides a nice break once in a while , but sometimes I'd just rather be with friends & family than typing to them. (if I can help it).  Because as that great little song goes, "The more we get together, the happier we'll be!" 

Rainy Day archives--Ode to the Box

There's nothing like a rainy day to send one searching the far corners of the creative atmosphere for something to do. In this case, a box (or two) wonderfully dominated the day.  After Morgan and Carson had mastered the art of being a robot, we drew buttons and switches inside transforming the boxes into  spaceships worthy of landing on the moon. 

 I remember when I was young, I had a vehicle that transported me to jungles, palaces, and faraway worlds.  Looking back I realize that this vehicle was nothing more than an old rocking chair, with a fancy hole in the back of which to see through.  I would sit on the chair backwards and look through the hole and rock back and forth.   I am sure I looked like a total idiot to my sisters, but my imagination always took me away.  I still don't remember ever seeing the other side of the room through the rocking chair.  

It doesn't take much to entertain a child, especially when one's imagination is fueling the flight!