We spent most of Saturday in Amarillo running errands, shopping (gag me with a spoon!), eating in the mall, and going to my niece's birthday party at Mr Gattis. Our ETA in Tulia was about 9:15 pm but we were delayed by a storm. What storm? The one that rumbled deep down inside Hunter! Maybe it was more like a volcano instead of a storm, or maybe Jonah's big fish as it spewed him out. Anyway, he projected his meal all over the car! Poor guy. I was actually not that upset about the mess but more concerned for him. We knew something was up (or about to be up) because he was pretty docile at Mr Gattis. I thought it was because he had to go shopping! I have successfully trained my children not to like shopping. I am sure they will be reprogrammed when they hit the teen years.
Sunday was spent with two sick kids, Hunter with the stomach bug and Brooklyn with a head cold. Sunday evening was spent listening to Makayla cough and sputter - yep she was getting sick too. Makayla has always been susceptible to upper respiratory stuff. She ended up staying home from school Monday and Tuesday. Sunday and Monday nights were restless nights for her and us.
Monday was pretty uneventful, except listening to the moans of Makayla and watching out for Hunter because he was back to his old self. Well, almost ... Hunter came to Amanda's side of the bed (thankfully) about 2:00 am saying he felt like he was going to puke and just as he finished the statement ... yep .. another Old Faithful. I got up and helped with that little trauma too. He went to sleep pretty soon after the event. He wasn't running a fever, no aches and pains, no head aches, just the obvious. All day Tuesday was a typical day for him.
Wednesday rolled around with uneventful stuff until I picked Lexi up from school. While on the playground Lexi and two or three little girls put rocks in another girl's ear! What!?!? Where do they get it? I am so proud of Lexi! Not for putting the rocks in the ear, although she let or wanted them to do it, but for admitting to the teacher what she had done even though the other little girls didn't admit to it. That takes a lot of courage, stamina and internal fortitude. GOOD JOB LEX!
I later on, while the kids were doing there homework I sat down with Hunter and Brooklyn in my lap. I noticed Hunter had a metallic object sounding thing in his mouth so I removed it (a penny!) and reproved, rebuked and exhorted as any good preacher/dad would. He took the speech about dirty money, germs, etc... fairly well - or so I thought. After a little bit I got up, took out the trash and picked up the back yard. While doing so Makayla and Lexi come jaunting out the door and say "Mom and Hunter need you! Hunter has a coin stuck in his mouth!" Again, "What!?!?" Not my Hunter, I just lectured him about putting anything in his mouth beside food, drink or gum was a bad idea! Yep, lodged right between his chompers was a dime stuck to the roof of his mouth - that must be the rate of inflation right - from a penny to a dime in 15 minutes! I couldn't get it out, Amanda tried too, so we took him to the professionals - Dr. Cody Culwell. It took a little effort but he got it out.
I have learned not to ask "What's next?". I just wait and see. I am not as anxious or panic stricken as I used to be. I keep thinking, "God has brought us through .... and He will bring us through this too!"
Sorry, no pictures of the last week!
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