An Eventful Weekend…
New fences. Head injuries. Stitches. Freshly born babies. Toddler mishaps.
Oh, did I mention it all took place Father’s Day weekend?
Friday started off with fantastic ambitions. We went to one of our favorite local restaurants, Bangkok Cafe, for Thai food. Saturday we planned to complete the fence installation in our backyard. Sunday we planned to paint our toes. Well, one of us did.
Saturday morning I ran errands while Graeme worked in the backyard. I carried in the day’s bounty from Target and the dry-cleaner when I heard a loud *thwump* followed by an, “OW!”
I ran out back to find Graeme lying on the ground clutching his head. Luckily, he was alert and able to tell me what happened. As he pulled his hand away from his head, we both saw that he had a good amount of blood that was no longer in his skull. The culprit? A 2×4 that fell from the top of the fence and clocked him from almost 5 feet above.
After cleaning the wound it was obvious he was going to need stitches. I only know this because I come from a long-line of men who have a tendency to acquire head injuries. No exaggeration.
Graeme didn’t want to believe he needed medical attention and even refused to go for patching. I was thisclose to pulling the mother-in-law card. If he wouldn’t listen to me, he would have to listen to his mom. Luckily, after showing him photos of his wound, we found a nearby urgent care who could tend to him immediately. He changed his mind, went, received three head staples, a couple of Advil and was ordered to rest the remainder of the day.
Instead of building fences, we went for frozen yogurt and completed some much needed clothes shopping for Graeme (thanks to an unfortunate incident involving laundry and ballpoint pens). Frozen yogurt and shopping? I was willing to make such a sacrifice…
Sunday morning started out much less eventful. Then we received news that our nephew was born! Lil’ Squirt now had a name and a birthday. This is cousin #2 for Max. We can’t wait to meet the little guy and watch Tristan grow.
For much of Sunday, we were right back on task with fences, errands and weekly prep. I even ventured into baking again and made my first-ever cheesecake for Father’s Day. While it chilled in the fridge, we decided to use the “extra time” to take a swim in the pool. As Max tried to jump from the first step into our arms he didn’t quite clear the second step and landed with his knees locked.
Sunday evening was spent ensuring he didn’t have bruises or swelling. We also wanted to make sure he was able walk, which he was, but not without pain. Nothing makes you feel like the worst parent in the world than watching your child limp around the house and wince with every move. I caught him trotting to the bookshelf when we weren’t looking, so my mommy instinct told me it was nothing too serious. Much of Monday was making sure he was he was on the mend (I saw him run across the room giggling as I wrote that last line…). We had an appointment with the pediatrician just to be on the safe side, and they assured us everything was fine. I’m sure I have a few new gray hairs…
My review of this weekend?
The coconut curry was good. The medical mishaps were not good. The cheesecake was delicious. The fence looks great. The new baby relative is exciting. And I’m ready for the weekend…wait, what?