Peer pressure
So, after some pressure from another blogger who shall remain nameless (but not linkless!!) I am here posting a “real” post.
Yesterday was an interesting day. It started out as “normal” – whatever that is- until the phone rang. “Um, Mrs. ________, this is so & so and I’m a trainer here up at the high school. We have Tristan here. We were doing fall outs and he hurt his forearm. We heard a distinct “POP,” so I’m recommending getting some xrays….” Great. Sei wasn’t home, Liv was at preschool. We lucked out because my Yukon has been in the shop for days now and we’ve been a family of 7 with one FIVE seater car. lol Anyway, Sei was gone taking my parents to the airport in their van- so I had the car here. YAY! I loaded up the babies I watch and went to pick up my 14 yr old baby. We didn’t get in for xrays for a few hours, but yep, his right wrist is definitely cracked. Yes- he’s right handed. 
We go back tomorrow to make sure no other cracks show up and then to an orthopedic dr. next week. Fun. What’s funny is he can’t move his arm as quickly as before so I was able to nail him with 2 french fries right in the face. When he tried to hit me with a tater tot he had to use his left hand and couldn’t throw it straight. AWE.SOME.
Then that evening I was delivering some Mary Kay products and idk how the heck I did it, but I whacked myself good in on the forehead with the car door. I was driving my mom’s van and parked on a steep incline, so that’s my excuse. lol I hit it hard- like saw stars hard. I now have a nice goose egg on my head and an uncool story to tell. 
Add this to my broken toe from a while ago and I’m doin’ awesome! Did I tell y’all about my toe? Well, I was playing ball in the driveway- barefoot- and while I was defending Alec he step back and it pushed my toe next to my big toe up and then he stepped on it… or something. Idk. All I know is it hurt.like.hell. HELL I tell ya! I actually cried and I don’t cry from pain unless it’s extreme. That was the beginning of November and my toe is still swollen and everytime I stub it even a little it hurts… bad. I never got it xrayed, but yeah, pretty sure I broke it. That would be my first and only broken bone in my life. How uncool is that? What’s funny is I griped at Tristan for playing ball barefoot and now here I am doing the same thing…
I got to coach Isabel’s basketball team last nite too. My dad is actually her coach, but since he’s gone til Saturday I was the sub. I actually had a lot of fun. The girls listened and tried hard and laughed at my spazzy jokes. It was much more fun than Alec’s team last year. 12 yr old boys think they know everything and annoy me. And they smell… so bad. 
So, there ya’ go: A real post. YAY!! Oh, and I also won a bloggy award which I will post about… soon.
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Yay, a post! Throwing the french fries at Tristan’s face made me LOL! I hope nothing else gets broken on you or your kiddies for a long time. You all deserve a break!
Oh ouch! My daughter broke her right wrist last year. Man it’s hard to keep a five year old down and have her rest haha. I luckily haven’t broken a toe but my poor mom did about the same time you did (she kicked the coffee table) and I know she is still in a lot a pain and swollen too so ouch on that also. Hope everyone heals fast!!
You know my dad gave me the always look out the back while you are backing up lecture and the next day he backed into a light pole BECAUSE HE DIDN’T LOOK OUT THE REAR WINDOW!!!
Ahem. So anyway, Tristan is likely to remember your story for the rest of his life.
Yay for a real post. I hope Tristan’s injury is nothing real bad. Sports injuries suck.
Hope you’re having a Merry Christmas month.
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You guys take care of yourselves now, the years not over yet, and you don’t want to get a bloggy award for the most accident prone family. Yet, an award is an award, so I don’t know, maybe you do want one like it. Hehehe, just kiddin. Honestly though, watch out and be careful, all your readers want you here next year.
I always love it when you post–you make me laugh ; )
Broken bones are not fun–I’m a real klutz and have broken a few. Hope Tristan’s heals quickly.
I’m sure the girls you are helping to coach think you are GREAT. Have fun.
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I think all boys from age eleven to about fourteen generally smell pretty rotten.
I’ve never broken a bone either… except toes. Three at once… when I was in high school and curled my three smallest toes on top of the starting block at a swim meet instead of AROUND the starting block. So I started off the block, and cracked three toes in the process. I cried. I whined. My entire foot was black and blue. I finished the race though… I should get points for that, right?
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Yikes, that sucks!! We need pics of the goose egg.
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It must be in our blood. I hit my eyebrow bone on the door tonight. O.U.C.H.
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I like your blog