Driving to the Cousins

Driving, driving, driving. We spent all day Friday driving. That is after we took Sweet Boy#1 to the Dr. to have his poor smashed thumb looked at. He slammed it in the car door. The thing shut and latched with his thumb inside. Lots of pain, but it wasn’t broken although he did get a cool splint and ace bandage. Then we drove to my folks house and then on to my brother and sister-in-law’s. We fell into bed to sleep and the next the the playing commenced. Mud pies, river systems dug, cats tormented, wrestling, pretending to be Komodo Dragons, watching “River Monsters”, Sweet Boy#3 spending an hour running around the lawn hitting random things with “mine club”–a wiffle ball bat, six icecream cones bought from the little shore side knitting store and icecream parlor, Sweet Boy#3 cleaning his bellybutton with a wrenched off barbie leg, watching it rain and hail and rain some more, climbing trees, terrorizing the volunteers at AWANA, manufacturing a shark feeding frenzy in the living room. Good times, the best of times, the salad days of childhood.

Kristen

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2 thoughts on “Driving to the Cousins

  • April 6, 2011 at 2:15 pm
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    Oh, ouch. That finger in the door thing hurts. Beth just did that last week with two of her fingers in our big van door. Nothing broken for her, either. Isn’t it amazing their little fingers can have a big door latch closed on them and not break? Some nice bruises and a big cut, but you get to exchange that for all the attention when you go to school with a bandaged hand… 😉

  • April 7, 2011 at 8:46 am
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    So glad the finger wasn’t broken, that you stopped by for a visit and that you’re all having such a good time. The cousins are such good friends with each other, that is SO good to see.

    Love to you.

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