Yesterday we packed up the kiddos and headed to the lake with my parents and my brother Brett. It was such a glorious day, not too hot but the water was warm and perfect. Brigs and Brett had a blast splashing and playing in the water, Brigs was quite the little buddy to him. Nathan brought a big metal shovel and began digging a trench in the sand down to the water’s edge, I was laughing at him for being such a big kid. It was cool to see what he created as he and Joshy started carrying buckets of water up to the top of the sand river bed and poured them in. The effect was incredible! We made dozens of little sand castles along the make shift river and the kids had a ball - though Brett, Nathan and I had the most fun. My Mom was in pure delight watching “her kids” play in the sand, it must have brought back some fun memories for her. We laughed and played as each of the adults tried to make the best sand castle, Nathan however took another approach and decided that he was a developer and created a mass of look-alike townhomes in the sand. ROTFL!


Noah was quite content to sit on the lawn chair in the shade and snack on chips and watermelon watching us giggle over how cool our sand village had become. Then he decided enough was enough and he took off for the park. Nathan was in hot pursuit and they went over to swing and play. Not long after I heard shouting, Nathan was running with Noah in his arms and there was blood everywhere. Noah had smacked his forehead on some of the play equipment and since it was a head injury it was bleeding like crazy. We grabbed a few things and left the other boys in the care of my parents and rushed Noah to the emergency care centre. Now I don’t know what it’s like in your neck of the woods, but here in Calgary our health care system is stretched to the max. We ended up waiting in line for what seemed like forever just to see the triage nurse, then spent several hours (upon hours) waiting to be called in for stitches. Noah was quite good considering all he had gone through but I think the wait was getting to him, I know that I was getting anxious. I went up to ask the triage nurse how long it would be since I was concerned that after 4 hours they couldn’t do stitches anymore, and at that exact moment Noah ran down the hallway and rammed smack dab into the protruding water fountain with his head yet again! Oh my gosh, I was dying at this point. He was screaming so I just stood in front of the triage desk with him and wouldn’t you know it…they took us in right away. I guess the crying was more than she could take but I was grateful to just be in the room finally. They had to wrap Noah up in a big sheet to restrain him and he was hysterical while they cleaned the wound. They decided to glue it instead of stitching as the actual cut was quite small after all that. By the time we got back to our other kids it was well past dinner time and I was so exhausted. Noah had icecream for dinner and I don’t mind saying it, he deserved an icecream for the day he had. He’s happy and peppy this morning, cuddling next to me on the couch and looking pretty beat up. So what did you do for your Holiday Monday??!! LOL