goings on

These shoes do not match.


Why I chose to combine them as I went out the door to church today, I'll never know. I didn't notice until I was standing to sing at church and took them off because something just didn't feel quite right. Huh. Imagine that. (I much prefer the cloth strap on the left, but I couldn't find that style when I went to get more this year.)

Here are my biggest boys out playing in our garden dirt and weed patch.



Here is a bigger picture of my biggest boys playing in the dirt and weed patch.



Here is Marty taking a break from playing in the dirt and weed patch to give me a buttercup.



A few days later ... Here is the wound on Marty's brow from striking it against the wood edging of our dirt and weed patch.


No pictures from the quality time he and I spent on our 2 hour tour of the ER at our new hospital. We watched some TLC, blew some bubbles, ate some fruit snacks, used the toilet (he, not me), and endured the procedure of putting 3 itty bitty stitches in the injured brow. He had some topical freezing so I wondered why he screamed "Ow, ow, owie!" during the stitches. The Dr. said he could definitely still feel some pain from the stitches, that the freezing took the edge off. He didn't want to give him a needle for freezing as Marty would "hit the ceiling" from the pain of that. He was quick and careful and did a nice job. (The nurses commented to each other that he did a very tidy job. Maybe that's part of the routine to reassure the parent?)

Here he reluctantly shows off his stitches.




Max was only 18 months when he got his first stitches. His wound was much more impressive with the goose-egg and all, but was only 2 stitches. I'm amazed that Marty lived twice as long before he got his!

Max - 18 months old
And three little goombas in the tub. Jax really want to sit up all. the. time, but he's not quite strong enough to keep himself steady for long. He's getting into the magical stage of being able to support himself upright but is content to not move anywhere. He's putting the exersaucer and Bumper Jumpers (yes, we have two now as I found another good deal on a used one) to very good use.


This chair is being put out of commission as he has clearly demonstrated how easy it is for him to launch himself out of it. Twice. (Not while on the bed, it was on the floor.)


I have Mother's Day photos and stories of our trip to the Island for the May Long Weekend, drafting up in my head. I hope to get them here for you soon.

Big congratulations to Charis and Ash and big sister Eden on the safe and speedy arrival of their little heart throb - Judah Ashton, 8 lbs. 14 oz., May 21st (Marty's birthday! Holly's birthday!).
I'll post pictures after I meet him later this week.