We tried. Honestly we did. We couldn't paint the walls with crayons and marker all over them. We couldn't replace our beat up furniture with new. But we did clean our house and prepare an awesome feast.
We had nine (my side only) so we put the fold out table in the "play" room. It was in the Harry Potter closet. About an hour before eating, we put the plastic table cloth on that I had bought and the centerpiece that I had made.
As Sara and Mom arrived, things started hopping. I was doing last minute mashing etc, and was telling Sara and Matt to do some things like set the table, etc.
I heard Sara scream. That usually means a spider. she came out saying there was one on the table. How in the world can that be? I just took the table cloth out of the package! We had scrubbed the table earlier in the day. Ah ha! Maybe in the pinecones in the center piece.
Actually, I am getting ahead of myself. We did n't start brainstorming until she found the second spider. We removed the centerpiece.
She made Matthew bring the third one out so I wouldn't slug her. They were extremely tiny.
Needless to say, when she made Matt crawl under the table, there was a nest. Are you kidding me???? People had plates made and were sitting down! So we grinned and beared it and kept killing.
only me.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Strange Prayers
Maybe this shouldn't be written in a humorous form, but until we find an appropriate therapist.... anyway, ....
The other night Mike and I were in bed with Sammy in between. (Noah was in his bed)
We said our nighttime prayers. Each of us took a turn and the other two would repeat what was said.
"Dear God, thank You for our family".... "Dear God, thank You for our family"
"Thank You for Thanksgiving"....."Thank You for Thanksgiving"
"Dear God, please keep our family safe"...."Please keep our family safe"
"Dear God, please give me knives so I can cut into my Daddy's brain".......................?????
The other night Mike and I were in bed with Sammy in between. (Noah was in his bed)
We said our nighttime prayers. Each of us took a turn and the other two would repeat what was said.
"Dear God, thank You for our family".... "Dear God, thank You for our family"
"Thank You for Thanksgiving"....."Thank You for Thanksgiving"
"Dear God, please keep our family safe"...."Please keep our family safe"
"Dear God, please give me knives so I can cut into my Daddy's brain".......................?????
Samuel's Nativity
We always say Noah will be the pastor. What is it with me? When Matthew was little my mom and I also said HE would be a pastor. I highly doubt it now, however, Mike and I have always said Noah has that special magical touch from God.
so it was a little surprising to see Samuel so fascinated with the nativity set my mom bought at a yard sale a month or so ago. It was complete, but the pieces were from various sets, so she bought it and said let the kids play with it. They did. Baby Jesus slid down the roof of the stable. The kings rode across our kitchen on the donkey's back......
Matthew walked out into the kitchen one day and Sammy was sitting out there by himself at the table with the nativity. All the characters were lined up. When Sam saw Matt, he was startled and stuck up his opened hand and said, "Don't look at me. I am God"
Matt just quietly stood there as Sammy continued....
"This is the Body. This is the Blood. This is the Body. This is the Blood. None for you-you're an animal. This is the Body...."
so it was a little surprising to see Samuel so fascinated with the nativity set my mom bought at a yard sale a month or so ago. It was complete, but the pieces were from various sets, so she bought it and said let the kids play with it. They did. Baby Jesus slid down the roof of the stable. The kings rode across our kitchen on the donkey's back......
Matthew walked out into the kitchen one day and Sammy was sitting out there by himself at the table with the nativity. All the characters were lined up. When Sam saw Matt, he was startled and stuck up his opened hand and said, "Don't look at me. I am God"
Matt just quietly stood there as Sammy continued....
"This is the Body. This is the Blood. This is the Body. This is the Blood. None for you-you're an animal. This is the Body...."
Where have we been?????? aka Mike's Leg Story
This is a crazy time of year- normally- for our family, but this year was insane. School started in September and with that not only were Matt and I headed back to school, but also Mike back to IUP for his last semester of coursework before student teaching and the twins back to daycare. Crazy. 5 people getting up at 5 and out the door by 6:30- at least on days when Mike was subbing- which he wasn't doing a lot of because he is taking almost double a full time load of graduate work. That causes problems with paying daycare.... All kinds of changes in the admin at WB so I was crazy.
We were just establishing a routine when Mike got sick. He woke up very early on Saturday morning with one of the twins. When I finally ventured downstairs he all of a sudden said I don't feel good. I felt him. He had a fever. He took pills and went upstairs to bed. I couldn't believe it. One minute he was fine and the next he was throwing up in bed.
We checked on him frequently, pushing liquids the usual. By late afternoon I went upstairs and he barely could talk he was so sick but he said "look at my leg it really hurts". I pulled off his many blankets and his leg was red and swollen. I touched it lightly to see if it hurt and he screamed. I called my mom and she said maybe it was a bloodclot so I took him to the ER in Clearfield.
I really can't give you a blow by blow. Basically, we went to the ER every day for one or two IV antibiotics. It continued to get worse. It was celluitis they were saying. Then he developed blisters. It was the scariest thing. I wish I could include the pics for you. I have them if you know me and want to see them I can show you.
Wednesday they admitted him to the hospital. He was in for 10 days. I really thought he was going to lose his leg if not his life. We had to treat it like a severe burn because he lost all his skin.
In one way, I wish I had sat down and documented all the details, however, it encompasses our lives so entirely that it was impossible to even address it. My family was watching the twins when they weren't in daycare during the week. and Mike's family really pitched in and took the kids for two weekends. which they loved.
The final diagnosis was eryspelis which is the strep bacteria in his leg. Months later and he is still going to the wound clinic every other week and his leg is purplish, greyish brown and feels like leather from the knee to the ankle.
But I had to document it. We will never forget that experience, but in this catalog of our lives it had to be document. Besides, I have other great stories I want to share and didn't feel like I should until this was written. enjoy.
By the way, if you have stories of YOUR side of Mike's Leg Story, I would love to have them documented. Please hit the comment button and write your own stories of this period. I will continue to edit and update this story, but at least I got this much down.
We were just establishing a routine when Mike got sick. He woke up very early on Saturday morning with one of the twins. When I finally ventured downstairs he all of a sudden said I don't feel good. I felt him. He had a fever. He took pills and went upstairs to bed. I couldn't believe it. One minute he was fine and the next he was throwing up in bed.
We checked on him frequently, pushing liquids the usual. By late afternoon I went upstairs and he barely could talk he was so sick but he said "look at my leg it really hurts". I pulled off his many blankets and his leg was red and swollen. I touched it lightly to see if it hurt and he screamed. I called my mom and she said maybe it was a bloodclot so I took him to the ER in Clearfield.
I really can't give you a blow by blow. Basically, we went to the ER every day for one or two IV antibiotics. It continued to get worse. It was celluitis they were saying. Then he developed blisters. It was the scariest thing. I wish I could include the pics for you. I have them if you know me and want to see them I can show you.
Wednesday they admitted him to the hospital. He was in for 10 days. I really thought he was going to lose his leg if not his life. We had to treat it like a severe burn because he lost all his skin.
In one way, I wish I had sat down and documented all the details, however, it encompasses our lives so entirely that it was impossible to even address it. My family was watching the twins when they weren't in daycare during the week. and Mike's family really pitched in and took the kids for two weekends. which they loved.
The final diagnosis was eryspelis which is the strep bacteria in his leg. Months later and he is still going to the wound clinic every other week and his leg is purplish, greyish brown and feels like leather from the knee to the ankle.
But I had to document it. We will never forget that experience, but in this catalog of our lives it had to be document. Besides, I have other great stories I want to share and didn't feel like I should until this was written. enjoy.
By the way, if you have stories of YOUR side of Mike's Leg Story, I would love to have them documented. Please hit the comment button and write your own stories of this period. I will continue to edit and update this story, but at least I got this much down.
