Friday, March 19, 2010
BYU Hawaii
Tess has officially accepted her invitation to attend BYU Hawaii. After some research and pondering, she feel confident that her decision is the right one. When she announced her decision, I immediately thought, "We'll HAVE to go visit her in Hawaii", and then I thought, "Wow, that makes three kids living outside the continental United States!" We feel very blessed that our children have started to become adults and are making good decisions as they are starting to leave home. This is what I have discovered will occur over the next five years: 2010 Tess leaves for college, 2011 Jessica goes to college, 2012 Ethan and Amanda go to college/Seth and Travis return from their missions, 2013 Aarun goes to college, 2014 a break...no one leaves home, 2015 Evan and Alyssa leave for college! Late fall 2015...empty nesters. By my count, that's only five years. Some of my "friends" have reminded me that I could be a grandmother by then...is that really possible? Thanks, "friends"!
Saturday, March 6, 2010
The Hand IS Broken
The big news of the week is that Evan's hand IS broken. The big event happened on Monday in school during PE class. As any child would, he came home complaining of his hand/finger aching. After nearly 20 years of parenting I have learned that most complaint (at least 90%) end up needing nothing more that some ice, some love, and maybe a cookie. So that's what I gave him, along with some help on his math homework.
The next morning, Evan left for school without a word about his aching hand...yeah!! Then about 30 minutes later I got the dreaded call from the school nurse. Whenever my child's school calls me, especially when I am working at the high school and the middle school calls, I immediately feel my stomach tighten. It is never good news. The middle school does not call you at work to tell you what a wonderful son you have. The nurse said something I've heard before, "I think you'd better come take a look at this." So I did, and yes it clearly needed an x-ray.
To make a long story short, Evan managed to chip a piece of bone from his middle knuckle and got a cast in exchange. He is enjoying the cast...and the extra attention he is getting from it. And me, I'm feeling a little bit guilty (especially since this happened once before). I guess the message here is that although ice, cookies, and hugs are nice...they don't fix broken bones.
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