sick and smacked

Last Monday I had a lovely stomach flu -- the kind where you basically think you're going to die. No exageration. Mark stayed home from work in the morning to watch the kids, but had to go in after lunch, so Jacob and Matthew were on their own. Jacob did an excellent job of tending Matthew while I languished in bed. Even though he did such a good job tending, I was glad to see Jared come home from school and Mark come home early from work. I had committed to play the piano for Jared's class on Tuesday and thanks to the tender mercies of Heavenly Father, I was able to get out of bed on Tuesday morning and go to the school and get back into the "land of the living" very quickly.

Thursday was the long anticipated field day at school. Things looked way fun -- especially the giant water slide that went ALL the way down the hill in the back of the school. There were lots of different activities and everyone got to do everything. Ryan's class started at the obstacle course where they were using some little gym scooters (wood blocks on wheels) as part of the course. He had been out there for all of 10-15 minutes when one of his buddies threw a scooter at him and smacked him right in the two front teeth. Fortunately his gums took the brunt of the force and his teeth are still completely intact. His gums were all bloody, bruised and swollen and needless to say he was hurting. I checked him out of school, took him home and then to the dentist to get things checked out. Things looked OK on the x-ray, so we just have to wait for the gums to heal themselves. So much for Ryan's field day.