MY ALTATUDE ON LIFE

On Tuesday Lizzie asked if she could ride her bike down to the bottom of the street and back. I let her go as I usually do, and was watching her. When she got to the bottom of the street it looked like she turned the corner and was heading around the block. I waited a second before I started after her. Just then I saw her trying to run towards me and got about 10 wobbly steps and collapsed. I ran to her and noticed that her knee was pretty scraped up and started to pick her up to take her home and wash it off when I looked at her poor little face. It was growing by the second. I was scared to death and I tried to run her home as carefully as possible with out bouncing her more. I got home and laid her on the couch and my neighbor brought an ice pack over and we put it on her face. I called Lizzies pediatrician to find out what to do, (by then she had a baseball size bump on her cheek. He told me to come over to his house so that he could look and her and see if we needed to go to Primary's. By then I had her somewhat calmed down. As we drove down to his house(about a block away) I was trying to ask her questions about what happened. She couldn't remember a thing. We got to Dr. Jesse's house and he looked at her and she was talking to him and she seemed just fine. He to take her home and let her rest, but if she complains of a headache and starts to throw-up take her up to Primary Children's right away. I was feeling so relieved as we were driving home until I heard her in the back starting to cry because her head was hurting. So I went home and got the other kids and packed them in the car, and got some tylenol for her head and headed for my parents house. Mike was in Arizona, so I thought it would be good to stay at my parents just in case she got worse. Well on the way up to my parents house she started to throw-up, and was crying even harder because her head was hurting so bad. So we went to the hospital and spent 8 hours their and had 3 different CT scans and found that no permanent damage was done, but she did have a pretty good concussion. So these are pictures of her the next morning. More than half of the swelling was gone by then, and she was starting to feel a little bit better. Today she wanted to play with a friend and is acting just like my old sweet Lizzie. I am just so grateful that she always wears her helmet. I hope that all of you have your kids wear helmet whenever they are on wheels. And if they fight you on it show them the pictures of Lizzie, and that she would be way worse if she hadn't been wearing hers.

This morning Charlie was playing in my room as I was making my bed, he picked up the Baby Bijorn up and started to try and put it on. He had it around his neck and said,"mommy does it go around my neck?" I said "No", and I showed him how to put it on properly. All of the sudden it clicked for him. He said" Oh Mommy I get it, you put it around your pumpies!" I think that I about died of laughter. I guess he never really did see me nurse Elliot, because I only pumped and gave him bottles. I just love that kid.
He always has something to say that I love to laugh about.