We have had an eventful weekend. And it’s only Friday. I’m not sure we can stand much more excitement.
I say weekend, but it started yesterday which technically isn’t part of the weekend. Nevertheless, yesterday Matthew had his end of school program. Then we had Kindergarten Orientation. Then Brad took Peter & Matthew to our niece’s High School graduation. And got home at 10:30pm. Then the boys were up at 6:20am today. Then Peter went to school. Then I ran to Target to shop for Peter’s birthday. Then I came home and this happened:
Goose Egg
Samuel's Goose Egg
I’m not sure pictures can do it justice. It’s huge. It’s nasty. And scared.the.living.daylights.out.of.us.
We may tend to panic more easily than most people, but when I looked down at Samuel’s forehead and saw the lump swelling, I yelled for Brad. He saw it and immediately said “We have to take him to the emergency room. He’s bleeding under there!”
I blame all the “House” reruns we’ve been watching.
Anyway, we grabbed the boys and started heading for Acute Kids, which was my mistake. I thought that’s where the Pediatrician told me to take them. Thankfully, Brad questioned me enough times that I finally called and sure enough, they were not even open. So I called our pediatrician. They sent us to their Frisco office where the nurse looked at him immediately and said it was just a goose egg and nothing to worry about. Then the doctor saw us and checked him out thoroughly. So he’s fine, but I’m still coming down off my adrenaline high.
I may have left my wits somewhere on the Tollroad when we were going 85 miles an hour.
And as if that wasn’t bad enough, we stopped at Sonic to get lunch on the way home and I got the worst cherry limeade I have ever ordered. But I didn’t taste it in time to send it back, so I have been adding various things to it since we got home in an attempt to salvage it. I don’t think it’s going to happen.
Well, we’re clearly recovering if my biggest concern is my drink. Here’s to the remainder of our weekend being dull and boring. Cheers!
[Edited to add: Here’s a video of Samuel mimicking something he heard on a video game. In case you can’t understand him, he’s saying “I’ve got a boo boo, oh yeah”:]
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[Edited AGAIN to add this video of Matthew’s take on the quote from above. Just saw it for the first time and had to put it on here.]
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Samuel, where did you get your goose egg? Is it a secret or did you tell Mommie and Daddy?
Hmmm…guess I missed that detail. He was running and slipped on his “blankie”. Didn’t know he had a blankie? He didn’t – until a few days ago when he showed up with a white blanket out of his bed draped around his neck AND HIS THUMB IN HIS MOUTH. When I about fell over, he said “I have a blankie like Matthew!”. So he was running with his new blankie and it got caught under his feet and he slipped and went head first into the floor in the kitchen.
Britany, that goose egg looks just like the one you gave Will when you were 5 and he was nearly 2. We had just returned from town and I parked outside the garage. I had my hands full so you carried Will facing forward and you tripped, hit his head on the concrete then slammed your head down on his.
Remember???
I don’t remember that but I’m sure I did it on purpose.
Yes, Britany, Ron was reminding me of stuff I did to him when we were younger. All I can say is he deserved what ever I could hand him.
Britany, Dianna says your pictures don’t show how purple Samuel’s goose egg really was. It is still “colorful” today?
More so. I will take a picture tomorrow, when I expect it to be at its most colorful stage. As the doctor predicted, the inside corner of his eye even turned color (the skin, not the eye) as the blood dropped overnight. The funniest part was when we asked if it hurt. He furrowed his brow and said “It hurts when I do this”. We both laughed out loud and said “Well then don’t do that!!!”