Boys!!

Right now could be the best time to confess that I lied in my last post, it's really four addictions. Right now might also be a good time to talk about them, but I really don't feel doing that.

Rather, I am going to talk about these two lovely, wonderfully fun filled, anxiety provoking, and loving boys. :D

These two boys, who are trying to send mom to her grave early, give dad gray hair he never should have, and test my abilities at assessing injuries.

If you remember back about five weeks ago, I posted about a trip to the ER on Father's Day, where Judah was cut right by his eye during a 'sword fight' with Noah. Well, yesterday Judah decided it was payback time. :D

As we are getting ready for Tuesday's market Noah and Judah are keeping themselves happy by playing football with a brass bowl!! Well, Judah threw it to high and Noah couldn't catch it and ended up getting cut on the top of his head.

I will tell you that with four brothers under the age of ten and living on the farm I have seen my fair share of injuries, and more then my fair share of head wounds, but this one took the cake! Not, very large, in fact once I got it cleaned up it took a few minutes to figure out what we needed to do for it. But it was the bloodiest wound I have had. He kind of looked like he could have come from a battle science in "Gods and Generals".

We got him cleaned up and headed out the door with mom for the ER in Navasota, while I headed in the other direction for our market.

Three hours and two staples later, I head back home with Noah while mom took over at the market (I had a list of things to do at home). By the looks and sounds of it you would never know that he had a nice looking cut and bump on the top of his head. He spent the next two hours (wonderful Houston rush hour traffic!) tell me how to driving and what to do!

I really love my brothers and an extremely happy that God has blessed me with them; I just wish they would cut out the ER trips. Timothy alone outnumbered all of us girl's injury ER trips! And with Noah and Judah we are at triple the trips, I think we might need to do something to keep Seth safe, sound, and intact, because he is showing promises of following after Noah and that is the LAST thing we need! lol

(Oh, and I have nothing against boys!! Really, it's just that the four in our house tend to drive me to distraction and sometimes, that is all I can think to say "BOYS!!!")

An Update

I am feeling much better! I am still sore in some places and I do still have to favor my right ankle and walk carefully with my left leg (thanks to the bruise that is larger than my hand) And I do have to be careful with what (or who) I pickup.

But other than that I am fine, I do not have a headache, I do not have a broken bone, I am not missing any fingers or toes, AND I am still alive. Which is one of the things I kept praying, “Thank you Lord for just bruising me up and giving me nothing worse!!?"

I did learn my lesson--IF I ever get back on a four wheeler the least I will have on is a helmet on if not more. But the chances of that happen are very slim, you are more likely to get my on a motorcycle or a bucking bronco! Though from some things people are telling me, I might want to stay off of them even if I was tempted--to save my life. Because I had a few people tell me that if I ever got one they would be tempted to kill me (or "knock some sense into my brainless head") if the 4-wheeler didn't do either for me.

Thanks everyone for the prayers, e-mails, and comments. They were greatly appreciated. Esp. the prayers, because on Monday I honestly didn’t think I would be ready to go to market this coming Saturday. But I was blessed enough to be able to go yesterday and to wake up today only slightly sore. Thanks again!!

I'm Don't Feel Like Posting!

In fact I don't really feel like doing anything! I feel like I have been hit by a car, my wonderful sisters have been kind enough to tell me that in a sense I was hit by a car. :-S Well, truthfully what I told dad was I felt like I had been hit in the head by a 2x4, smashed in the leg by a baseball bat, and dropped one of our tent weights on my ankle. Sounds wonderful right?

And since I don't feel like posting, I will cheat and link y'all to mom's blog Dairy Berries and let her tell you why I don't feel like posting.

Oh, and if this blog does not make sense, I am sorry! I am about to crawl back into bed dosed up on pain killers. :D

Update on Judah

Well, that got home pretty quickly for an ER run. I forget sometimes that Navasota is not that far from us, and are pretty good at getting people in and out in a decent amount of time. (Just don't talk history with one of the ER Docs. I here he can run circles around you!!)

Apperently I was correct in my guess that it didn't need stiches. But I did forget that you can't stri-strip an eyelid. lol Now, if I had thought about supergule, I would have been right on. :D

From what I am told Judah did very well, laying on the table allowing them to fix his eye lid with no more then a wimper. And was a huge hit with the docs and nurses, but who can blame them with his blond hair and huge blue eyes? With just the right look he could make the scroucge do anything for him! lol

He cam home and showed it off to everyone, with Noah looking on, very proud as if he had Judah well! As soon as the newness wore off he was at it again with Noah fighting and trying to prove who was the best swordsmen.

It did accure to us that Judah is the oldest that a boy in the Carlson family has been before he had to go to the ER for an injury. Let's just hope he keeps it at one visit!!!

Boys! Sometimes amaze me what they can do. With just the four boys I have enough knowladge about cvuts, bumps, and scratches to become a nurse! I can tell you when it needs stiches, staples, stri-strips or glue. But, right now I think I will stick with trying to keep them from killing each other and giving us older people in the family gray hair. :D

Happy Father's Day?!?!?!?

Yeah right! lol

So, we did let dad sleep in this morning, mom and I did go searching all of Houston and the Woodlands for his favorite beer, The kids got him candy, coffee, and other gifts and I have yet to give him my gift, not to mention we are cooking one of his favorite dinners. :D

But I think Judah and Noah gave him a father's day gift he never thought about. lol We, I don't think he thought about it 21 years ago, it's just not those things you think about when your first child is born (esp. when it's a girl) and then when your first son is born after six girls, you think you've got it covered (at least that's what they say) but sometimes life throws you a curve ball. lol

Noah and Judah were sword fighting and apparently Noah hit Judah in the head with his "sword" and Judah came in crying-more like sniffling "Noah hit me!!". So Judah is going in for his first set of stitches ever!

O.K., so yes Christin and I did do sword fights, arm wrestling, and other tom foolery, and yes I have been known for giving siblings black eyes, and yes we have had to do ER injury trips for the girls (all thanks to one person!). But at least we had the decency to wait for a non-important dad day! :D

Anyways....