Tuesday, August 26, 2008
There is a guy in our old presbytery who has a vanity license plate on his truck that says 'NO CIRC'. Besides being a very active Presbyterian elder and the religion reporter for my hometown newspaper, this guy would be very incensed about the out-patient surgery our youngest child had performed this morning. The surgical resident commented again on the appropriateness of this procedure for our baby, but I know there are people out there who are adamantly opposed. Nevertheless, David is sleeping now and seems pretty comfortable.
Thomas decided that today was the day to stuff his entire pb&j sandwich into his mouth at one time during lunch. Evidently recess occurs immediately after eating lunch, so the sooner you eat, the sooner you can go out to the playground. This "eat-a-sandwich-in-one-bite" plan was an awesome one on Tom's part, until the large sandwich caused him to gag and then barf all over himself. So, we were in the recovery room at the children's hospital with #2 son when the school nurse called to ask us to pick up vomit-covered #1 son. Due to the fact that we were "across the river" with David, Thomas had to sit in the school office for an hour until we could come to pick him up.
Thankfully, our daughter spent the day with a dear friend and there was no vomit or other grossness (that I know of).
My kids make my heart hurt. They are all tucked into bed now and I am exhausted. I love them so much and they infuriate me and exhilarate me, all at the same time. I am glad that I am going to work tomorrow.