Sweet Haven, poor Haven

Haven's class was in charge of the morning announcements last week. On Wed., Haven was responsible for saying the Word of the Day over the school speaker from the principles office.

We rehearsed at home and here she is saying it when she got home from school Wed.

That was Wed. All happy and smiles.

Then came Friday.

I have been wishing for a new house. Any of you who have been to my house know that it's a great house for a family. It would make any family happy to have such a nice house with 4 bedrooms. However, after a full day of running, drumming, crying, screaming, MORE screaming, wrestling, and did I mention screaming......I'd like to have a play room with padded walls. (while pregnant with Gibson, my doctor told me I'd need a padded room!!!) She was right. If I had listened I would have been more prepared for Elam. (His screams lately are so loud that I'm fearing we will all suffer slight hearing loss, or have more police men called to our house)

So, Friday was an especially loud day. I love when the kids play nicely together. Unfortunately, these moments are broken up with bumps and bruises. A phrase you will hear often in our house is, "Go get an ice pack!" (this started during Haven's hurting feet phase)

Anyway, while playing in Haven's room, and, jumping on the bed, one little monkey fell off, but didn't land on her head. Instead she caught herself with a straight arm. She cried pretty hard. (a very real cry) She was able to move it, but it hurt very bad. So, we got an ice pack and she fell asleep.

After she woke up, she was still in pain and there was a slight amount of swelling on her elbow. We decided to take her to the emergency room.

Her X-rays showed no broken bones. The doctor rub and pulled on her elbow. (Andrew called me right after that and I could hear her crying in the back ground) Oh! It broke my heart. After observing her for 30 minutes, she still didn't want to move it because of the pain, so they put her in some sort of splint and sent her home.

Here is her account of what happened.

No bones were messed up and the donuts made everything better! We will find out more on Monday when we go to the doctor.

Aunt Annaliese and the police

Over Spring Break my sister came to visit.



The kids were so excited when we picked her up. They pretty much stayed excited the whole visit! (she's able to do that by bringing presents AND promising trips to Walmart)



The girls went out one afternoon to do some wedding dress and flower girl shopping. Haven had such a good time.

While she was here we talked about old days including my wedding. It was fun watching that old video!

She also told the story about when she took me to the hospital for Haven's arrival. She was telling Gibson that she was driving way too fast and a police man pulled us over.

Well, Gibson got his own experience with a police man after his Aunt left.

He was playing outside with a neighborhood friend. Haven was out there too. I was inside about to feed the baby when she knocked on the door. She brought me the mail. I proceeded to continue what I started. Then ANOTHER knock came. I figured it was Haven bringing me something else, SO, I didn't answer it.

A few minutes later Gibson and Haven came inside saying that Tyler went home.

A few minutes after that ANOTHER knock came at the door. I figured it was Tyler wanting to play with the kids again, so I let Gibson answer the door. Instead of opening it, he said, "Mommy, why is there a police man at the door?"

He was very nice. (I was also holding Beau) ;)

He asked me if I had kids ages 6-10? I said a 6 year old. He asked about neighborhood kids and I mentioned Tyler who just turned 6. He said the boys were throwing sticks and hit a man's car. He got out to yell at them, but they ran away. Then he came to my door, but I didn't answer. (that's when I was feeding Beau)

The police man was able to, in a very professional way, convey that the man was basically over reacting especially since he wasn't able to get a hold of me. (to which I'm very thankful he did NOT!)

So, after the police man left, the kids and I had a talk.

This part isn't important, but I'd like to rant.

I have never really liked the little boy down the street. I do feel sorry for him. He has two older siblings, so he doesn't have anyone close in age to play with. His mommy lets him play outside all by himself. He even rides his bike up and down our street with out any supervision!!!! He basically has free run of the whole street!

So before this happened, when he would come to play, I'd let the kids play with him IF, they stayed in the yard or driveway. You know, so they wouldn't get hurt or get into any trouble!!!! Ha!!

So, the new rule is, No playing outside without an adult.

my special children

Above is the morning my "running boy" got to spike his principles hair up for raising SO much money for his fund raiser. (see previous post)



We also saw a bulletin board with Gibson's "reading corner" pictures on it.


That was on Monday.

Friday was Haven's special day. She was already supposed to dress up as her favorite Fairy Tale character. (I found a Cinderella costume at a consignment sale last week)
Every Friday is a Rally round up at Haven's school. Every quarter only two students from each class are chosen for "Outstanding Citizen"

Here she is waiting with her class before the rally. Her best buddy "Sleeping Beauty" is next to her.

In this video, listen to Elam's sweet voice saying "It's Haven! It's her!"

Here is Haven's class.

my running boy

Gibson likes to run. Run Gibson run. Run at Basketball. Run at soccer. Run at recess. Run run run.
Run at school during a fundraiser? Ask mommy over and OVER. "OK." says mommy. Pledge mommy pledge. (Forge Grandma's name in order to have more pledges) How much did mommy and Grandma pledge? $1 a lap.
Run Gibson run. How fast? How long?

56 laps long!!!

Write that check mommy!
Wow Gibson! You raised $112! You are one of the top fund raisers!

Ha ha ha!