Friday, March 30, 2012
Ice'll Fix It
My posts'll likely get shorter and shorter as the incidents I feel I need to process in my head aren't occurring with much frequency anymore.
We're almost normal?
A state I've craved for so long, the level at which most families take for granted, I detest drama and turmoil, enjoying stability and security here, as boring as it may seem in a blog post, it's so what I desire.
Daniel and Megan joined me in trying to watch two soccer games at one time last night, but it was an off field injury that took our attention away. Nando was running around with his friends and tripped, slamming his head into a steel table bolted to the concrete up by the concession stand.
CW and Daniel were right there when it happened, or within seconds, Daniel the Lieutenant immediately got ice, we had a parent with a medical background look at it, an egg popped out right at his hairline, I swooned as I can't stand to see my kids injured, Nando was crying in public so I know it hurt.
The ice greatly reduced the swelling, I babied him at home, fetching milk for him to drink there in his bed, not usually allowed, and he's much better this morning.
Good thing too, he has a soccer game tomorrow morning. Three teams going, all I do is cheer for soccer from now until mid-May. Every night on the fields, but it's wholesome and fun, I like it.
We'd hardly gotten Nando halfway to the van after the game when I noticed Allen'd limped/crawled off the field with a leg cramp, a girl on his team was on all fours trying to catch her breath. Uh-oh. Sabrina helped Nando to the van while Mayra and I took off to check on Allen who was fine, and the girl, Cleo, regained her air. She's one of the toughest girls out there, that U19 League is rough and tumble, fun to watch.
Megan showed me a picture of Daniel trying on his new wedding ring. Man oh man, it still blows me away, Daniel was sooooo young when I met him, he grew up so fast. Now that's hard to process for me. That can make me emotional.
We desperately already need rain. The wood chips conserving what little moisture we have, I'm either hauling more or continuing to plant in the dust that passes for soil. Today is another all day planting event. My kind of day.