Where's My Pancreas?

Yes, this is the question I heard last night as Aaron was going to bed. The next sentence is, "They look like brothers". Yes, this is a stuffed pancreas. When I was working, a new drug came out (I think it was a diabetic drug) and they created these stuffed toys to promote their drug. I not only have these two, I have a liver and a kidney. It has been funny over the years to watch my children cuddle with these body organs. Aaron has just recently discovered the pancreas. It is his new favorite toy to sleep with. Since we have two and as he puts it, they look like brothers, it is so exciting for him. While he enjoys them, Scott and I will enjoy chuckling over his cute questions.

Don't Run in the House!

How many times have I yelled that? Does anyone ever listen? No, they don't! This is the reason I yell that all the time. Working in a doctor's office for 11 years taught me that walls vs. heads = walls win. On Saturday, the 29th, we were getting ready to leave the house. The boys had all received gift cards and cash for Christmas and were eager to spend. As I was finishing getting Aaron ready, Scott and Jared were playing in the kitchen. Jared turned to run away from his dad and smacked his head into the wall. Blood began to gush from his scalp (head wounds bleed the worst) and all he wanted to do was lay down. He looked as though he wanted to sleep. We decided to take him to Children's Urgent Care. They wrapped his head in this to apply a numbing solution to the wound. As we waited, Scott shared his MP3 player with Jared to listen to music.

The final result ended with only 2 staples. We were thankful, the original thought was at least 4.

Jared's doing just fine now. Has he learned to walk in the house yet? No, he hasn't. I can still be heard yelling "Don't run in the house!" daily.