It is always an adventure around here

As always, my life with my children is an adventure. Sometimes it is great fun and sometimes filled with heartache and then sometimes, humiliation. We are well into summer now and we have had a lot of fun and the boys have had a lot of activities until the last week and a half. Ben must have decided to spice it up a little because he fell two nights ago and hurt himself. I mean why not, it has been about a year and a half since our last major injury.

So, Ben is running like a crazy man to his bedroom for bedtime. He always runs so nothing new there. He bangs into the wall somehow and falls? Sam saw it and both Sam and Ben say that Ben fell. He cried and said it hurt, long story short, nothing broken and in a splint for a few days.

Today, Ben still said it hurt a little. Ryan was concerned with the weekend coming up and us having experienced nursemaids elbow before, that maybe he did have nursemaids elbow (small dislocation) which does not show up on the x-ray.

Make a doctor appt and leave to go run a couple errands with the boys. So starts the adventure.

First stop: Target - we all love us some Target. As soon as we get inside both Ben and Hayes need to tinkle. Hayes needed to do a little more so he gets on the potty, not well balanced and splash, into the toilet. Can we say GROSS as it was a Target. His shirt was wet and that was that.

Second: Bank for money. Get a call from the doctor office, "Can you get the x-ray and come staight to the office?" I said yes, we go to Todd's office and the twins go nuts. So embarrassing in front of Todd and his office. We leave and get on the elevator. The door opens and Ben hits the "call" button. While it is ringing Ben darts into the nearest waiting room. By the time I get there he is nowhere to be found. The people in the waiting room point to the bathroom. He is in there. I get him out and basically drag them by their little hairs to the car.

I take Sam to Ryan's office, drop money off at the house for the cleaning lady and head to the doctor's office. Turned out that he probably just badly bruised his arm. We have kept the splint off and he is good, running all around like he normally does. Thank goodness it was only a bad bruise. Crossing our fingers that we are good for a while on the injuries.

As if there were not enough events for the day, it had quite a bang that capped it all off. I was on the treadmill and heard Ryan telling the twins to head back upstairs before bedtime. Then I hear "no, no what were you doing???" I go out to the living room, Hayes has pooped on the stairs and pretended, yet again, that it is model magic all over the stairs. SERIOUSLY!!!!! REALLY!!!!????

For crying out loud, as if we did not have enough stuff today. Ryan got the pleasure of cleaning it. As you recall from prior posts, I have always been the lucky one.