A quick highlight of this past week’s happenings…
Tuesday
Tuesday was poetry night in Ava’s class. The families of the first and second graders were invited to a potluck followed by an evening of impressive poetry. It was an event that really highlighted their hard work in this particular art medium. They each performed their own poem in front of a people-filled room. Our family (including Grandma and Grandpa) had the pleasure of attending and the boys made it through the whole thing despite it being late and past their bedtime. Yay!
Wednesday
My first stroll at the Farmer’s market for the season. I forget over the winter how much I enjoy it. I bought an Aloe houseplant for upcoming summer sunburns and Quinn and I split some gluten-free treats from a new local organic gluten-free baker. Very yummy! Wednesday night was the Hubs kickball game so hot dogs on the grill and an early bedtime for the wee ones.
Thursday
Oh Thursday you were not the best day of the week…. I have rejoined my good friends at WW for weekly meetings and we usually head out to dinner and/or drinks after (how appropriate right? 
). I was enjoying a yummy middle eastern dinner (think lots of garlic) out when Hubs, who never calls when I am out, calls. Before I had time to say “hello” he tells me to come home with a screaming child in the background. I simply mouth ” I have to go” to my friend and hop in the car. It turns out poor Quinn had fallen out of the car and landed head first on to the driveway and got a very large gash, that bled immensely, on the top of his head. We meet near the ER to switch cars and kids around and Quinn requested that I go with him to the ER and we happily oblige. At this point the bleeding had greatly slowed and he was in just a super mood, joking, laughing, singing. He is so happy I begin to doubt his need to actually go to the ER. What sane person takes a happy kid to the ER past their bedtime? But after talking to Quinn about it, who assures me he needs a doctor and re-examining it myself we decide to go in. About four hours later, nearing midnight, we are discharged. He left mostly the same way he went in: happy and bubbly, but also with a staple in his head and his first ever immunization (tetanus). We were both so happy to get home and crawl in bed that night.
Speaking of crawling in bed, I don’t think I’ll make it much longer and will simply stop here for tonight. Maybe tomorrow I’ll fill in the rest…
I was here.