September was a busy month! It seems like most months are busy now with three boys, Lance in school and starting Scouts.
Here are a few little moments from this crazy month I couldn't pass up posting:
Cole is obsessed with anything with wheels. He is constantly oogling over cars and buses and trucks and when we're driving or in the parking lot he'll point them out with such enthusiasm, you would have thought the random tan car over there was a rare and exciting site. I love that it's the little things that make kids the happiest.
Almost every day, Cole asks me to build him a track for his trains. He'll sit there for an hour sometimes just rolling the trains back and forth, saying "choo choo".
I love it!
Lance has been missing his friend Killian who used to live next door, so one Friday we had him over to spend the night. The first thing they did was go to the Zobrist's farm where Falcon is to play, shoot Lance's BB gun and of course ride the Polaris!
Falcon is such a good dog. He stays right there with everyone and listens to Scott like it's his job. The boys all thought it was neat to see him jump and catch the Frisbee.
Scott set up a target for the boys to practice hitting with the BB gun. I have to admit I took a turn as well. I can't pass up a chance to shoot a gun!
Hit!
Teaching.
Watching Killian take a turn with the gun.
Killian did a great job! It took him a few tries to perfect his stance and aim, but he hit the target consistently.
After taking a ride around the property on the "po po", it was off to dinner at a local diner and then home for homemade cookies and popcorn while the boys played the playstation and watched movies. I tried to be a "cool" mom and let them stay up as long as they wanted, but once it hit 2 a.m., I told them to go to bed.
Lance and Killian had a great time which made me happy. As a mom, it's a nice feeling when you've done something for your kiddos that they appreciate.
Virginia is full of bugs. Full. I'm usually annoyed with all the flying and buzzing, but occasionally you get to see something really cool. One day at the park by our house, our friends stumbled upon this HUGE caterpillar:
That's Lance's hand next to it. It had to be a good 5 inches long.
The kids all thought he was pretty neat, although I'm not sure the caterpillar shared the enthusiasm for the chance meeting.
So cool. And creepy. But cool.
Jude started preschool! Well, okay, it's a co-op preschool I'm doing with three other moms and we meet once a week for two hours. The kids are all pretty young, ranging from almost 3 to almost 4 (I think Jude is the oldest by a few months) so it's mostly learning letters, patterns, colors and playing. Jude has enjoyed it and I've loved the two hours every week to only have ONE child with me when I run errands. I think Cole's enjoying the undivided attention as well.
And finally, Cole made his first trip to the Emergency Department! We had come home after Scouts and it was late and kids were tired. Jude and Cole started tussling over a waterbottle on Jude's bed while I was getting PJ's in the other room when I heard a thud and Cole start crying. The room was dark when I go get him so I didn't even realize there was blood until I walked out of the room with Cole in my arms.
He had split his eyebrow open! Agh! I called our amazing neighbors who came right over. We agreed he may need stitches so Cal watched Lance and Jude while Sarah and I drove over to the ED to meet George. He was working a shift at the time, so he was able to come out and see us right away to make sure we really needed to be there. Yep, Cole needed stitches.
Waiting for our turn. George had to finish up his shift, so Sarah stayed with me while we waited.
For having a split-open face, he was pretty cheerful. That is, until they took us back and put us in a room.
This picture is probably the only time he stopped crying for the hour and a half we were back there. Poor guy. They put some lidocaine gel on the cut and then gave him some ketamine up his nose to numb the stitches, but he was crying too much and none of the ketamine went in. George and I ended up having to pin him down while a colleague gave Cole three stitches. While it was sad he was upset and the stitches hurt, I'm pretty sure getting shots of lidocaine would have been just as traumatic
He got a popcicle for his troubles which he ate in Daddy's arms. I love the look on Cole's face. He was not amused at all.
I have to say, having an Emergency Medicine physician as your husband does make trips like this a bit better. No, our wait time was still pretty standard and we didn't get any special treatment, but it was nice to be surrounded by professionals that like your husband and are legitimately concerned for his child. George could have done the stitching, but as he stated, he'd rather his son hate someone else. The doctor did a great job and the cut has healed well--you can hardly see it.
Cole, let's please not make a habit of visiting the Emergency Department. I know you miss Daddy when he's at work, but next time let's just wait until he comes come before we see him, okay?
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