The reasons for the kiddo to have x-rays taken in his pelvic reaction are as serious as a heart attack--both hips subloxed 60+%.
But pardon me if I giggle at the "manhood shield" they use. The x-ray techs use it every time. I giggle every time. I hope they didn't notice me snapping this photo--how sophomoric of me!
Humorous musings on life with three kids. I like to think that I'm funny, but I'm not really. So less-than-humorous musings on life with three kids, that's what this blog is. It's titled "...Bahamas, Bahamas, Bahamas..." because that's my mantra when things are getting rough around here. I've never been to the Bahamas, but I have promised myself that I will one day get there. Bad Day? "Bahamas, Bahamas, Bahamas!"
Monday, June 20, 2011
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
"Bowling Alley" is not a girl named Ally who bowls--and other things the children learned yesterday
The kids and I took a field trip to the bowling ally yesterday. It was a great opportunity to give the twins some frame of reference, since their only experience with bowling thus far has been courtesy of the Wii Sports game. But it was Jenna's second time in the lanes and not only did she have a blast, she was such a big help with the twins.
Yes, the twins bowled. Is there anyone left who doesn't know that kids in wheelchairs can bowl? Not after these photos.
Yes, the twins bowled. Is there anyone left who doesn't know that kids in wheelchairs can bowl? Not after these photos.
Monday, June 13, 2011
If you don't eat your dinner, then...
...you can't go out for a walk with us. That's right--I am my family's neighborhood park Nazi. You won't finish your Mickey Mouse chicken nuggets? THEN NO PARK FOR YOU.
The heat hasn't been much of a factor, because we go just before sunset. Last night I brought only the oldest and the youngest, while the middle child stayed home with Dad to think long and hard about what happens when you don't eat your "processed we assume it's chicken but we don't really know for sure but hey it's compressed into the shape of a lovable cartoon character" dinner.
I love those two close-ups up of Kyle and Jenna, a couple photos above. With the photo of Jenna at the picnic table, it's a rare snapped shot of how she really looks on any given day--plus, I spy a tiny bit of my mom in her face. And with the photo of Kyle, well, I am always a fan of a head shot of my boy.
The heat hasn't been much of a factor, because we go just before sunset. Last night I brought only the oldest and the youngest, while the middle child stayed home with Dad to think long and hard about what happens when you don't eat your "processed we assume it's chicken but we don't really know for sure but hey it's compressed into the shape of a lovable cartoon character" dinner.
I love those two close-ups up of Kyle and Jenna, a couple photos above. With the photo of Jenna at the picnic table, it's a rare snapped shot of how she really looks on any given day--plus, I spy a tiny bit of my mom in her face. And with the photo of Kyle, well, I am always a fan of a head shot of my boy.
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