Well, I tried to escape to a worry-free weekend, but it didn't really end up that way.
How it ended: one tired little boy who had to have his forehead "super-glued" back together (Dermabond instead of traditional stitches).
How it began: a trip to see my mom in Tyler. Late Easter celebration, since we couldn't make it last weekend....
Friday night we got into Tyler to Mom's house...had a late dinner.
Clearly, I was tired....
Saturday.... lazy morning....I played dress-up with my sister. See, she's not really a girly-girl type, or should I say, she has her moments where she is...but on the whole, she's not into fashion & make-up & girly kind of things. So, I made her sit still while I put make-up on her. To which she responded, "Okay, but you need a daughter." Yes, i know. The testosterone around my house is about to make me grow my own penis.
PawPaw was so patient to help Gage ride a bike...
And then a few of us went for a walk around the neighborhood while the other kiddos hid the eggs for the younger ones to hunt.
Zack & Trystan...
And then....the hunt was on!
Sarah, Trystan, & Gage hunted eggs... They all had a good time. Gage & Trystan would open eggs while they were out & about on the hunt, take the candy out, and then throw the rest of the egg down. It was funny.
After things settled down a bit, we ate a wonderful Greenberg Turkey for lunch & dinner...bathed the boys....and Gage was OUT. He was sooooooo asleep.
My mom, sister, & I sat in the living room going through boxes...and boxes....and boxes of pictures. She says, "I'd rather them do this now than when I die!"
She had ELEVEN boxes of unorganized memories. So, we went through more than half of them, but we didn't finish by any means.
We did come upon the little headpieces that I had from Allen's 2nd birthday. It was a bumble-bee theme... "Bee Happy! It's your BIRTHDAY!"
...it really was a cute party...
After that, my mother washed & conditioned my hair....I put on my jammies & got into bed with Gage. A few hours later, I hear something...it was Gage, hitting the floor. He rolled right out of bed! Luckily, they have carpet. He whined a little bit, but I snuggled him & he went back to sleep within a few seconds. He was not hurt.
After we loaded up the car & I was making a final walk-through Mom's house to make sure we hadn't forgotten anything---Gage fell in the driveway. I do not know what he hit, but he cut his forehead. The cut itself is more like a puncture wound. Maybe a rock? Maybe a stick? Surely it wasn't a stick.... who knows? Anyway, he came inside all wet. I thought he had just fallen in the puddle in the driveway, but PawPaw came in & said that he'd fallen in the puddle in the driveway, and when I went to brush away what I thought was a wet leaf on his forehead---it was blood just kind of bubbling out & hanging out there. It wasn't streaming down his face or anything...but, it just looked....like a hole. So, we drove up to their ER there in Tyler & they dermabonded him. Poor guy.... doesn't he just look so pitiful in that picture? (first picture in this post.... I took that when we got home from the drive back to Dallas...)
So...that was the weekend for us.
For hubby....things were fine until Saturday night. More blood clots. These, not so big....about the size of a penny. Then there was more blood in his urine....that has decreased since Saturday night. So, this morning we had to f/u with the Urologist again.
Poor guy. This stuff is NEVER-ENDING.