St. Baldrick’s Shaving

They both did it.

I nearly cried.

They were brave. They were awesome.

Chris decided last minute to go ahead and shave his head too.

I am sooooo proud!

 

There are SO many pictures, I had to just combine them into collages.

 

Here is “Before The Shaving”

“During The Shaving”

“After The Shaving”

Jakob actually left a section in the back that the stylists french braided and then painted green with the rest of his head! He LOVED it, but it didn’t last long…

 

Friends, more friends and other friends… It was great! :)

Just like that

Sunday afternoon, Isaac came up to me and told me that he wanted me to put the pedals on his bike. We have had this bike for a while and he has been riding it without pedals, learning how to balance and propel himself on it - doing fabulously! As soon as I had the pedals on, he was off! No help, NOTHING!

(sorry, I am a little loud... :) )

So that was yesterday, right? Yeah. Today, he decided that we needed to go for a bike ride. He insisted that I get my bike out (dusting it off - cough, cough) and we go bike riding together. After we took Chris and Jake to school, that's what we did. Got out the bikes, pumped up the tires, and headed out. I asked him where we were going and he said "Lisa's." Alrighty. A friend of mine that is about 8-10 blocks away. Hmm. Is he ready to go that far? 

After about a minute I realize that he is MORE than ready. We go to her house, visit for a minute then head back. As we are riding I tell him that I think he needs a bigger bike. His eyes light up. I tell him that I think I have one at home that might fit him... 

And this is what happened:

He has hardly gotten off this bike that he is barely big enough for... he has had some amazing crashes, a little bit of blood, bandaids and TONS of fun!

{By the way, when did this boy grow up???}

Favorite Friday

And this last one, cause this is what I have felt like ALL week.

Have a great Friday, y’all!

Bunk Bed + Ceiling fan + Face

= black eyes & broken nose.

And, no. I am not describing something one of my boys did. I am describing what I did last Wednesday evening after the boys were in bed.

I went in to turn off Jakob’s light on the top bunk and mis-judged how close I was to the ceiling fan that was on and… {whack} it hit me hard enough that it woke Chris in the other room. Choice words were said, but I still had the brains to stick one hand up to stop the fan from hitting my head again and duck down. Surprisingly, it didn’t bleed hardly at all. Isaac got me a cold, wet wash cloth and then I sent the boys back to sleep, stumbling out to the couch – where I clicked a picture:  (and this TOTALLY doesn’t do it justice!)

 

After my brain could think again, my first thought was if I needed to go to the ER. I could still see, which I figured was a good thing – it was getting blurry, but I was able to see. Boys were in bed and nearly asleep – except Chris who was worried about me. I slept on and off on the couch with ice and/or a cold washcloth on my face until 3am, when I went to my bed.

I was doing OK in the morning, but decided to call the Dr and get an appointment anyway just to be sure. They got me in at 3:40 that afternoon. I managed to get the boys to school (all 3 of them) and me to work, explaining and laughing the whole time. This was Thursday:

The Dr. gave me some pain meds, said that I probably broke my nose, gave me orders for an x-ray of my neck which was hurting pretty good since, and sent me to the eye Dr. He dilated my eyes, checked the pressure, looked and checked and measured. After all that he said that I was very luck that I didn’t pop my eye. I had no damage or even bleeding in or around my eye. He suspects that the blurriness that I am having is due to the swelling and will go away as the swelling does.

Friday, Saturday and Sunday were bad days. I felt horrible – my eyes, nose, cheeks, neck, FACE hurt. It didn’t help that I looked horrible. I would get looks of pity and questions from people I knew. I eventually would  just say “bunk bed plus ceiling fan equals broken nose and black eyes.” That was a short and sweet answer.

This is what it looks like today (Monday):

My nose is still a little swollen and the purple bruise has turned to a lovely shade of black and blue with yellow and is under both eyes. Still not feeling great.

Don’t laugh, it’s not funny (yet).

 

Here’s to Monday. Joy.