My son (who lives here in Arizona) and his wife and three daughters came over for a BBQ-Pool Birthday party this weekend. Of course, you remember the grand daughter who broke her leg and sprained her foot. They (the doctors) put a new cast on her two weeks ago. She is not using a wheelchair any more. Woohoo! She uses a crutch, now. Hopefully, in two weeks, the cast will come off for good. (just in time for summer break)
My hubby taped a $5 on her cast and signed it. I helped him with the added hearts :)
She didn't get to go swimming and sat on the "injured reserved section" of the pool with my hubby. Hubby ......
He decided to make homemade southern potato salad. He's from Missouri/Arkansas. He thought he'd show us "big city" folk some cooking southern style for the birthday party. While slicing the pickles, he also sliced off the top of his finger. Ouch! I told him to go to the emergency room (and he actually listened and did). According to him, he waited 1 1/2 hours and no one saw him so he left. He went to the drug store and bought a bag full of Band Aids, tape and ointments. He said he could fix his finger himself! Me, not one to argue, said ok.
And so.... my son turned 33. There is never a dull moment at my house!