See that tiny Lego? That brick (or one identical to it) is responsible for a very long and presumably very expensive trip to our local emergency room.
I have been telling Charlie for quite a while that it’s not safe to put Legos in your mouth, so last Friday, when I walked into the living room (aka the Lego room) and saw him walking toward me with a terrified look on his face, I immediately knew what had happened. Honestly, I didn’t think too much of it, figuring it would work its way out without too much trouble, but I called the pediatrician’s office just to be sure. The medical assistant that I spoke to asked me to give him a small piece of bread. When he swallowed it, he grabbed his throat and said that it hurt. She directed us to get it checked out in the emergency room, so off to Primary Children’s hospital we went. Apparently, Friday afternoons are prime time to hit the ER, so we were there for four verrrrrry long hours, in which the twins watched TV, spun on doctor chairs, and waited for the results of Charlie’s X-rays to come back. As much as I wasn’t happy about getting the X-Rays done, it was really cool to see all the bones in his body. There was nothing of much interest on the X-rays, and no Lego to be found. The only moment of drama came when Charlie realized he wouldn’t ever be getting the red police car headlight back. I’m hoping that’s encouragement enough to keep him from swallowing any more!
This week, Emmie started selling Girl Scout cookies for her Daisy Girl Scout Troop. It is so cute to watch her be brave (and persuasive!) going to door to door. We met some interesting folks in our very eclectic neighborhood, and she managed to upsell quite a few people!
In other Emmie news, she lost her first tooth!!! This is a bit of a bittersweet moment for her mama, because it means the last of babyhood is ending. I can remember when those little teeth first came in, and it’s poignant to watch them go.
Kaila continued work on her Science and Engineering Fair project, which is a light board that helps people determine if they’ve already fed their dog during the day. I am so grateful that Mike has been helping her with this thing, because I’m really not that excited about school projects. I don’t think I was ever even excited about my own school projects. But this one is pretty cool.
Just so we didn’t get bored, I decided to foster puppies from the Humane Society of Utah. We have fostered two litters of kittens, and two other litters of puppies. This time, we just got two older puppies, and it has been a blast. We get the honor of naming them, and they have been christened Molly and Cinnamon. Cinnamon (who is actually the sweetest dog that ever lived) had a badly broken tail, and it needed to be amputated, and they both were spayed. I’ve spent the week wrapping doggie pills in cheese, and wiping up puppy prints from the floor, but it’s really been fun. And it will continue to be fun until two weeks from now, when I take them back to the shelter to be adopted. And then I will cry.
My parents have also been in town, and I think they’ve been quite amused at the chaos I bring into the house. Looking at this past week, I’m actually a little amused, myself!