Tuesday, August 14, 2012
It was the first day of school for three of the kids. Liam is in first grade and the Twins are in Kindergarten.
Liam was a little apprehensive about going to First grade. He kept telling all of us that he couldn't actually read and so he needed to stay in Kindergarten again. That lasted until he sat in his seat and saw his friend Spencer walk in. Then it was all smiles. He loved it. His first sentence out of his mouth was "First grade was so cool and my teacher is awesome." That was good enough for me. Liam is trying to convince me that he doesn't need to learn anymore, just play at recess. He did like eating his lunch at school and bringing his own lunch pail. What a cute kid.
The twins had a great day at kindergarten too. It is great that they are in the same class. They need each other. MyraJean is so good to Evelyn, she always helps her when Evelyn feels like shutting down.
Evelyn is so good for MyraJean because she will be friends with anyone and try anything new. So together I expect them to do really well. They both loved going to Kindergarten. I was nervous since they got a different teacher than Liam but they seem to be doing well. It is going to be a great year.
Sunday, August 5, 2012
Liam broke his arm last Sunday night playing on our Little Tykes play slide. It was pretty horrific. He was jumping off the top of the slide and caught his foot, causing him to fall down. He must have twisted when he landed and spiral broke his ulna and radius. Clif was outside when it happened talking to his mom. He scooped Liam up, put him into the car and immediately drove him to the ER in Tracy. I called our friends and asked them to meet Clif up at the hospital to give Liam a blessing. They did and then came back to help take care of the kids so that I could go to the hospital. It was quite sad when I got there.
I couldn't get Liam to stop crying by making him laugh. He was so hysterical, not crying but he just could not focus about anything except his poor arm. He broke it at 6 and it took them almost until 830 to give him morphine. I was a bit upset about the time it was taking them to take care of him. I left after that, and he was still in pain. It was so sad to see. Clif was with him the whole time, here is what he wrote about it.
Then the worst thing I can imagined going through. I was outside with the kids and in my periphery saw Liam fall of the slide and I heard his bones break. It sounded like two twigs snapping. Then his arm was badly bent. It really is amazing how much they believe. As Liam was lying on the ground directly after the fall, in the middle of his screams he asked to say a prayer. Then again in the car. Then later at the hospital he'd said he wished he could be like Joseph Smith. I asked him why and he said "so I can talk to Heavenly Father in person so he can help me".I am so grateful for Liam. After I carried him into the hospital and eventually laid him on a bed, he asked the nurse if I could just hold him.Scratching his arm with his toe (It itched). Nurse said over and over how smart he was. Related the heart monitor wires to the cables to jump start a car. Asked all sorts of questions of how things worked.
It was horrible seeing him in pain. But the worst was later. When they went to set it, the doctor gave him something to make him fall mostly asleep. He thought it would make him fall asleep so he wouldn't feel it. But it didn't. She said he's would be mostly asleep and would not remember anything. Then she started to set it. He screamed. He was in so much pain. I held his legs down so he's wouldn't move. He's kept crying and saying "I wasn't asleep yet. I wasn't asleep yet." I hated it. I cried silently as I held him down. I felt as if somehow I betrayed him because he was supposed to be asleep and not feel it and instead he's felt all of it. And it was apparent it hurt worse than when he broke it in the first place. Then during more x rays to be sure it set right, he apologized to the technician for screaming during three setting. What a beautiful child. I cried again. I felt so bad for him.