Last Saturday, I planned to take the kids to the library and Target. Instead, we ended up at Urgent Care. The boys were playing outside. I had my husband call them inside before he left to go to a festival that involved tacos, beer, Luchador wrestling and Coolio. What an amazing combination!
My oldest was lying underneath our elliptical machine that now serves as an elaborate clothing rack, while waiting to leave. I bought the elliptical off of Facebook for $25 and it broke after about a dozen uses. My middle son jumps on the broken elliptical, without realizing his brother’s hand is underneath the pedal. Crack! Scream! Tears! I have previously written about a not so legit trip to urgent care and some of his antics when he is “sick.” However, his pain this time was very real.
The three kids and I rush over to urgent care and it turns out that he has a buckle fracture in his wrist. Two days later, he is given a hard cast to wear for the next month. Ugh!
A couple of days later, I come downstairs and find what seems to be a plastic toy lizard on the couch. I think to myself that the toy doesn’t look familiar. Before I go to pick it up, I see it move! What? I didn’t recall having a life-like moving lizard toy! I call my husband down and he confirms it’s real. It just happens to be a blue tailed skink. We proceed to spend the next hour chasing the skink around the house trying to capture it. It goes behind the couch. We move the couch and find lots of dirt, books, and assorted missing treasures. He moves to other side of the sectional. We move that part of the couch and he jumps away. This scenario repeats several times itself before he jumps into the toy box. We land up emptying the toy box that is filled with what seems to be a mountain of junk. It has mostly plastic crap from birthday party goodie bags, an assortment of old broken toys, and other odds & ends inside it. Finally, the skink is captured and placed in a bucket outside, so my animal loving sons can admire him when they get home. The living room is destroyed because of this small creature, but at least he’s out of our house!
The following morning, we all get ready for school as we normally do. The boys go to the bus stop that is in front of the house. They come back several minutes later to complain that they are the first ones there. Oh the horror! Reese uses the open door as an opportunity to bolt out! He runs across the street and down the block at top speed to a neighbor’s house that he has been to only once. He knows his girlfriend, Cocoa lives there and howls until she somehow escapes from her gated backyard. The two begin to wrestle playfully and smell each other. Reese refuses to leave his girlfriend and has to be carried away, crying the whole way home. Ahh young love!
There is rarely a dull moment around here! I really could use some dull moments.