by Cheryl Pickens
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A break from parenting has usually meant a night or possible two away but never very far. In fact, aside from two nights away “working” I can not remember when we have taken a real break. As for an actual vacation… Well… We have never taken a trip together, away, without kids, unless it has been work related. One of us has either stayed home with kids while the other travelled or we travelled for work purposes which we have enjoyed but let’s be serious – it is not a break!
With the most recent events in our lives (Recent meaning the past 4 years and the past 4 months) the time has come. The four years of events are obvious if you read previous entries. The past 4 months have just been one thing after another. Eli arrived in October, Astrid broke her foot, Christmas was fun and busy, January brought some crazy news… Justin and Astrid are going to pack up our 2 grand babies and head to Europe for a few months on an extended business trip. Eeek, they are leaving next week??? Yes that’s about how it happened. Astrid saw the surgeon and was cleared to travel. Justin ran around getting everything organized and got the passports for the babies. I had to figure out PayPal and sort out what I had to do to take care of his business while he is away. It was a crazy week.
Off they went to London, then Paris, then Spain… And they have settled in there for a while. We do video chats with them and get to see the kids and hear what they are up to. It’s great. During one chat I said, “I’m going to check on tickets and maybe we could come visit in February.” They liked the idea. I have never had such a crazy idea then followed through on a whim like that – ever. (Except maybe getting married with 2 weeks notice)
Then came February. I bought tickets, called Spain, they still liked the idea… So here we go! Stay tuned for some non parenting entries. As Trey puts it, “so you will have 10 days off from being parents?” That’s right – yeehaw!
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January 30, 2013
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A few touching moments lately that just make me walk over to Papa and tell him how awesome these kids are in case he isn’t paying attention. Then he shared a couple with me as well. I think I will start there.
Papa drives the kids to school each morning. When they arrive Trey jumps out and holds the door for his sister while she climbs out. He closes the door as she walks away. He runs past her to open the big heavy school door and holds that for his sister. Nobody deliberately taught him to do this. I think he watches his Papa.
Some mornings they kids sing all the way to school and other mornings are simply quiet. One quiet morning Papa told me that they were both very quiet on the drive. Dija had one request, “please turn up that song Papa” because she is currently trying to learn the lyrics to Amazing Grace. She just needed to listen.
I’ve realized that Dija loves to walk down memory lane. I know she’s only 5 and there are only so many things to remember… She gets my iPod and goes to her bed and goes back through the photos as far back as she can find looking at how little she was and laughing at silly videos of her when she was little. She thinks she was pretty cute. I think she still is!
Dija has decided she never ever wants a baby in her belly. She has watched Astrid survive two pregnancies and thinks its just not for her. Breast feeding however is a different story. She has decided that its never too early to start that. In fact if you are holding someone else’s baby and they are all the way across the room while the baby fusses its best to just tug y our shirt open and offer the baby a drink. Poor little Eli just couldn’t find much there. I had to snap a picture before I told her that wasn’t really her job. Now she sticks to feeding her dolls. I was happy that she started spoon feeding this week as well.
Trey is also all over the birthing business. A recent conversation was as follows but I really wish I could show you his facial expressions that went with it… Oh my.
“I know where babies come out. Between your legs. I just don’t know HOW they get out. Long story?”
“OK Forget it” just as simply as he stated his facts he simply dropped the topic because he just wasn’t committing to a long gross story. I’m cool with that because I’ve voted that Astrid can tell my kids all the facts since she seems to be the baby influence!
Yesterday was a rough day for us as parents. We had to deal with a very emotional issue. I might share that another day. When we picked the kids up from school we all came home to process things. Maybe the kids picked up on how we were feeling…
They sat at the table and played several games of “Trouble” before deciding it was outside time and on went the snowsuits. They played on the hill until they froze then came in and sat together – side by side – in my big armchair. They don’t normally do this. Saying nothing, the amazed parents simply exchanged a look. It lasted the rest of the day… Awesomest kids ever.
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January 23, 2013
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An invitation arrived in the mail for us to attend an open house. I thought it would be a great idea to take the kids and go check out the “adult school” where Caitlyn visits on a weekly basis to do some actives in a structured environment. With her limitations she has never really been able to just go somewhere and sit in a classroom and take part in much structure. This program at a local facility is fantastic and has slowly eased her into some tasks. They have amazing staff who take great care of her. On the way to the event I told the kids that I expect great behaviour and that I wasn’t sure who might be there. I explained that it was a place where Caitlyn and her friends go to “adult school” and I didn’t think she would be there but I wasn’t sure of other students might be present. They understand that Caitlyn and her friends are pretty special people and they are totally comfortable with her but have asked a few clarifying questions over the years as to why she does or doesn’t do certain things.
Upon arriving at the event it was clear that there were no other children present. One local brilliant politician quickly pointed them to the brownies. I apologized for all the crumbs left behind. Papa mingled and chatted with several political figures and I looked for familiar faces and “watched people” because that’s how I handle a crowd. The kids were themselves, didn’t seem to notice that they were the only children at the event and were quite pleased with the brownies. The local Newspaper photographer snapped shots of the kids because they were better looking than every political figure present. Today Trey appeared in print with a summary of the event. They were pretty patient kids to put up with us dragging them there and they behaved well.
All this to tell you about today…
It was a snow day so kids were home from school. I still had clients booked in and my first client was visiting from a rather northern community so I figured she is hard core and will make it to my office. I dressed for the weather and hoofed it down to work so I didn’t look like a snow sissy. I grabbed everything I needed for the day and packed a backpack and off I went. When I was finished taking care of everyone’s nails and unwanted hair I headed back home and had a nice refreshing walk.
Upon entering the house I stomped my snow off and removed my boots and hear, “Neenee were you at adult school?”
I laughed and explained that the backpack was just to carry my things to work. It wasn’t until we were later at the grocery store when we ran into someone they saw at the open house that I realized what Trey meant. “Oh we saw her at the adult school!” Then I got it. Trey seemed to think that I was special enough to attend Caitlyn’s adult school too. That’s ok with me because its a fantastic place, the kids loved it there and I’d be blessed to be anywhere near as special as Miss Caitlyn.
Now that you have read this go check out the video on Www.southshorenow.ca about the open house at Lahave Lites!
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November 5, 2012
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Countless times I have heard people say, “you guys are amazing for doing what you are doing.” I really don’t think it’s amazing but I am realizing now that not everyone would or could step into mom and dad role again the way we have. I used to say, “we’ll anyone would do it.” I have realized that isn’t so. While speaking with a friend this week I could say for certainty that she would have done the same thing if in our position but I realize not everyone could. This, however often I joke about it, does not make me a super hero.
This was evident on the weekend as well… Super powers failed me. Following our parent teacher interviews at school we popped the kids in the Jetta and hit the road. We are driving the Jetta because Justin has borrowed our van while Astrid was super pregnant and no longer fit in the Jetta comfortably. Baby has arrived but we haven’t changed vehicles yet. Stay with me here because the car part is actually important.
For all future road trips we will use a van. You see the longer the kids are in close proximity to each other the louder and more annoying they become. Yes annoying. They have nothing to fight about so they make stuff up just so they can be annoying. A quick growling at Trey often does the trick but Dija will act as if she heard nothing… So the annoying cycle continues. I have likely mentioned how there is no punishment that ever seems to matter to her. So we redirect and distract as much as we can but it can be exhausting while driving and my neck gets sore so really I want to take that seat belt and….
We were driving. Stopped in Halifax and had a snack with the kids. They thought it was funny that we went to Halifax for coffee. Then we kept going… They didn’t know what was up. Dija started to freak out a little because she didn’t pack anything. Trey was cool because he was with us and nothing else mattered. What if Dija didn’t have the right shoes for tomorrow? So we told them about the suitcases in the trunk and that we have a hotel booked in Moncton. They felt better and Dija went through a checklist to be sure we remembered everything that matters.
Before I continue I must tell a quick story about my first litter of children and a back seat incident. Justin had to refresh my details on this one. Imagine Christianna and Justin in back seat doing the same sibling squabbling as Dija and Trey but they start playing “hide the tissue from each other” until Justin is suddenly a little panicked. He had shoved the entire tissue up his nose! When I asked him why he did such a thing his answer was simply “So Christianna couldn’t get it.”
Somewhere along the road Dija was making horrible noises again and in an obvious panic. I had just about had it with her and was about ready to find a bear along the highway to feed her to… “Corey she has a seatbelt wrapped around her neck!” I tried turning around in my seat to rescue her. I’m in a Jetta and I’m as big as the pregnant lady who didn’t fit in here… It’s not working. He pulled off the highway and I didn’t go through the windshield even though I was no longer wearing my seatbelt. I jumped out and opened her door to find that the belt is locked in place and there is no moving it in or out of position. Dija was screaming and crying, “Call the police! Call the police!” (It’s funny NOW) She was also leaning forward as she panicked which did not help. When she screamed I a kept telling her, “Stop it, just stop it!” Which likely didn’t help to calm her down. By this time Papa had come around the car and stepped in while I went to search for a knife because I was ready to cut this belt off her neck. I know right where the multi tool is in our van but I’m finding nothing in the car. Justin has since told me where to find a knife and Corey has since purchased a multi tool for the car. Now that the horse is already out of the barn but who knows when we will have another situation… And for sure we will. Corey managed to push her back in her seat far enough and twist her head and pull that seatbelt off (according to Dija). Both kids were in tears and the next part of the drive was very quiet. I had visions of flagging down a trucker to get a knife to cut her out of her strangling seatbelt. It took a little while for our pulses to return to normal and the back seat sniffles to subside before we could carry on a conversation and chat with the kids about what had just happened.
Dija had taken the middle seatbelt and wrapped it around her head and of course then it tightened up the way seat belts do. Dija did not want Trey to find the tissue… Or um, seatbelt!
We made it to Moncton and home again with the same number of kids we left with. That’s a good thing. We spent the PD day at the Zoo and had a great time and got really tired. All of us. I got a sunburn (big surprise), Dija got poo on her red boots, Trey is wondering why I don’t have all pictures on a memory stick for him yet and Poor Papa had to work on Sunday so he is more tired than the rest of us. We loved the zoo and will go back again. Next time we will take a minivan!
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October 30, 2012
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I’m thrilled to share some exciting news with everyone. Introducing to the world, the newest Pickens model. Born on the due date, October 18 around 4:00pm, Eli entered the world in his family home with his mom and dad catching him as he had a quick swim before being cuddled. The midwife was present to attend the event and a doctor was kind enough to join them for a couple hours to play photographer. Eli Finnegan Pickens. A new treasure and fourth boy child in the Pickens family via Papa & son.
Justin and Astrid are great young parents and it is a joy to watch them with their little family… Hours of free entertainment for us and playmates for Trey and Dija.
Trey and Dija are 19months older than they were when Emery was born. It’s interesting seeing the difference in the reaction to Eli. They were both eager to meet him.
I went to meet him first when I took Emery home to meet his little brother. That was a moment to remember. He leaned right in and kissed his little brother – no prompting necessary. This was the same way Trey reacted when he met Baby Dija after her birth. Precious moments etched in my memory.
The following day we took the kids in to meet Eli. Trey wanted to know, “How long does he have to do that.” He really wanted Astrid to stop feeding him so he could hold him. Then he complained that he never gets to hold him as long as I do… Well Trey when you get to be the grandmother you can hold the baby as long as you want!
Dija was not very interested in Emery when he was a baby. Different story now that she is five. Eli, Eli, Eli…all I ever hear is Eli! Well that’s not really true. All I ever hear is Dija but she talks about Eli a lot. Astrid asked her what she thought about the baby. “Good.” Then after further consideration she wanted to know if she could call him a girl because she wanted Eli to be a girl. When she realized that isn’t an option she wanted evidence, “when can I see his whole body naked?” Is it possible that Justin and Astrid just don’t know what they are talking about? There is a slim chance that they could be mistaken and she was hoping for that chance!
It’s a little strange to be raising kids with our kids but it keeps things interesting. This isn’t what we had planned but it seems to be working for us…
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October 16, 2012
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It’s been brought to my attention that I’ve been a slacker lately. Well please let me explain… I have written several entires as far back as June and then I have decided not to post them. Why? Well, when I read them I feel like I’m whining or complaining or just negative. Who wants to read that? I certainly didn’t. So there it sits in my files.
You see as fairy taleish as my life may appear the reality is that there have been glitches in our kingdom. Nothing too terrible, nothing life threatening, just some glitches along the way that have left me cranky now and then. Then, in between crankiness, (because I don’t stay cranky very well) we just spent our time enjoying our busy little life.
Perhaps I will re-read some of these unposed posts and decide to post them.
Let me share a nutshell version of where I have been since June/July and maybe you can get an idea of how I managed to become cranky, overtired, emotional… any of those other things I’ve been experiencing that you don’t need to know about! Here are just a few things we have been up to.
School ended and the end of school has apparently become an emotional time for me for reasons I feel I now understand and can communicate. The realization that I have yet to see any of my children graduate (as in actually attend a graduation ceremony) and now the reality that I will possibly have two more kids to experience. I never knew that I felt I had missed anything. I’m proud of my kids accomplishments whether they walk the stage or not.
Summer brought the fun of the camping season that we felt the need to experience a bit. I like electricity and flush toilets so we were selective in our choices. We bought a camper so we didn’t need to sleep on the ground because we aren’t silly. The kids loved the camping because it meant just hanging out with us, swimming in a pool, listening to birds, catching bugs… You get the idea.
We attended a conference in August and took the kids along to attend the children’s program (that was fantastic). We stayed in a lovely 3 bedroom, 2 bath apartment and the kids loved it. We did too. Not that it was an apartment but that they had their own rooms. They kept disappearing and it was wonderful! This little tidbit makes more sense later.
Then came the end of summer and our baby girl left us for school. There were no tears, no hanging on the pant leg, no hesitations. Raising confident children is hard on a parents ego – they should need us a bit more! Dija loves school, her classmates, her teacher, the activities, all of it. She mostly loves that people at school love her – her words!
Trey started grade 1 and came home totally disappointed that he didn’t have the same teacher as last year. He had it all worked out that since he was in a P/1 split he would get to do it all over again as a 1. Well he was placed in a 1/2 split instead and it took a little adjusting over a few weeks for him to like school and his new teacher. I think he’s ok now.
In September we also decided to purchase another house. More space, another bedroom and bathroom and near Nana and Justin & family. We had it all figured out and it seemed as if it was the thing to do. Well then we had the disappointment of the deal not going as we would have liked and we ended up not closing the deal. Here we are in our 2 bedroom, 1 bathroom house. The kids never seem to disappear in this house.
Now it’s October and I don’t know what happened to July. October has had it’s share of glitches. The house deal was called off early one morning and then that same day we met with our Daughter, Caitlyn’s caregivers to fine out that she needs to move out of the home she has been in for several years now. Even if its a positive move it is emotional and stressful for us not knowing how she will handle it or what she thinks or feels about it. We wait to see how this will play out.
Then there is a minor issue with the school board that I can not discuss publicly so I will tell you only that it has caused me personally a great deal of stress, inconvenience, and even hardship. The reality is that I think some people really do not listen. Not sure if there is a solution for this one.
Now here we are mid October waiting for baby Pickens to arrive… What? You didn’t know we were expecting? Ok Ok, it’s not ME having a baby but Astrid – much better plan! Baby Pickens could arrive any minute and let me tell you that some great news would be most welcomed here in this house. Zipporah Pickens would be a lovely name – Zippy! (Yes this is a joke)
This is a long enough list of complaints for one day. Do not get me wrong, I have much to be thankful for and life is great. I’m mostly happy! I just don’t like getting tired and cranky. It does help to say things out loud. Thanks for reading my whining. I will check over some “private” posts and see if there is anything positive tucked away to share next.
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July 30, 2012
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Every now and then emotions will grab me when I don’t see them coming and often the kids cause it. They have no idea that they do it to me either or at this stage I think they would go plotting and make it happen! Well today was one of those moments while I was home alone with Dija for a little while. In the kitchen making supper like normal people do. Out of the blue she starts singing. Ok for her it’s not so out of the blue but it my head it was the blue area. As if she knew the song, “How Great is our God, Sing with me, How great is our God” then she quickly explained so matter of fact-ly, “I’ve just been singing that song all day, and I don’t even know all the words!” Of course that was a sign for me to get that song turned on so she can learn the rest and now she knows more and is singing away in the bathtub.
I, on the other hand, have been having my teary moments alone in the kitchen as I hear her singing it. You see when you know she is a walking miracle you can’t help but be thankful for her little life, her lungs that are able to sing and yes even make the noise she makes (lots). The vivid memory of the ambulance whaling down the road in front of us while we waited to hear if she would survive… My cries to God to save our baby in that moment… The frail little body laying lifeless in the emergency room…life-flight team taking her away… Her song brought it all back like a flood. I believe God saved her little life and I believe she knows it. There is no other explanation. To read the medical reports and hear personally from staff on duty that night it is clear that her survival is nothing short of a miracle.
So today she reminded me. Thanks Miss Dija for the nice reminder. Thanks God for Miss Dija… Oh, and for making us women so emotional that we get to have these lovely moments. Look out, she’s learning the rest of the song!
“Let’s be happy all the time – you and me, ok?” ~Dija, 5.
I know it’s been a while since I have posted anything. It’s just because we are having a fun summer!
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June 17, 2012
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I am growing a Princess. She is only 5 but is well on her way to being a fabulous princess. Yesterday we celebrated her birthday and she believes it was the best birthday ever. The day went like this…
Blueberry waffles to start her day. Take out for lunch (mostly because we had to get away from home so Papa could start his project). Spa Day with her BFF where they had nails painted and hair styled. Brand new tutus for her and her BFF while moms stood by with cameras and watched them dance together. Corn chowder for family supper. Cupcakes with candles. A brand new playhouse that Papa and Trey built while she was at the spa.
She went to bed a very happy little girl last night. The polish was more important than the presents. Our presence was more important than the presents. The experience was the gift and she got it!
Listening to the little girls have a conversation about how much they love each other and no matter what they said or did they will always love each other… A lesson many adults have yet to learn. Telling each other how beautiful they are. Taking turns. Learning from each other. Sharing opinions and listening to each other. Walking hand in hand down King Street wearing tutus… Ok maybe that’s not something for all of us to try!
The thing about being a princess can work in our favor or not. I’m going for the favor part. I know there is a show on tv about girls who are called princesses because they have been over indulged and they feel the world owes them everything. This is not the way I see princess training working out at our house. Yes the playhouse did cost a little more than the average birthday gift and a bunch more than the scooter Trey will get in 2 weeks but Dija has no idea about the value of stuff yet. She also did not notice that we didn’t even wrap a gift for her. When Auntie Tanya offered her a gift and asked if she wanted to open it she suggested that perhaps she would wait until after her nails were painted… What kid WANTS to wait to open presents???
So there are Princess Lessons we are using that have nothing to do with overindulgence because I believe there are more important things we can borrow from the princess world.
Princess Presence. You can tell when a princess is in the room even before she is announced. She carries herself with confidence, clarity and composure.
Princess Pride. I love the definition I found on Wikipedia, “pride refers to a satisfied sense of attachment toward one’s own or another’s choices and actions… and is a product of praise, independent self-reflection, or a fulfilled feeling of belonging”. That pretty much sums it up.
Princess Purity. Little girls should enjoy as much childhood as possible without being tainted by adult issues. They will have plenty of time to deal with adult things as adults… Let them have a childhood. They can be “Sexy and know it” when they are much older.
Princess Perfection. I’m joking… This is NOT on the list!
The whole idea of taking 5 year olds for spa treatments is not to turn them into makeup loving polished painted princesses. It’s really about enjoying the time together and showing them that they deserve special treatment. They are loved, valued, and should be cared for. The sparkly polish is a nice touch and simply fun to wear. The “hands on” carrying for others is something both parties benefit from. I’m proud to have a princess who cares about how she appears and behaves and understands at such a young age that real beauty comes from inside.
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April 18, 2012
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Oh yes boys will be boys…
But you can’t take the girly girl out of Dija! The backyard buddies are playing on the patio. Today it’s sidewalk chalk (chide walk salk according to Aunti Astrid!). Trey has drawn a rather elaborate race track on the cement blocks. Add cars and you have a full dramatic performance. Dija just tried to call a car “Lynda” but Trey let her know it’s not appropriate because it’s a boy car.
The drama begins with Trey lining up his cars to race. Revving engine sounds are heard from the kitchen. Keep in mind the kitchen is right here inside the open back door so it’s not like real loud engines or anything. The next thing I hear as Dija bounces onto the patio from the swing set, “Hi there, you look real sparkly!” (pronounced Spaa – kully). Enter the female car voice. Dija plays the part so well.
I don’t know how she got to be such a girly girl. I let her play with cars and Trey is allowed to play with the dolls in the house… And they do get involved in either type of play. She is even allowed to get dirty. They share a toy kitchen and they are both invited into my kitchen. Dija however is a genuine princess and likes to express herself as such. She lives by her princess rules and enjoys being a girl.
I remember being tortured with tights as a young girl who wore dresses to school every day until I was 12 (or something bizarre like that). Those things are horrible when they start sliding down your legs. How can you be a lady and hitch them up effectively? I still to this day avoid dresses, hose, skirts, or anything that feels like those articles. So why is it that Dija will argue to wear a dress EVERY day?? I’m enjoying the princess idea because it means Dija works at having a sweet spirit. Her rules include appropriate behavior and attitude that a princess should have. I’m not making this stuff up… It’s all Dija. I enjoy it because I don’t need to punish her if she’s acting out. I can simply apply the princess rules and ask her to figure it out. She usually comes around quickly and decides to find her sweetness. I LOVE that part. One day she argued about her outfit and wanted a certain dress. It wasn’t available so she became cranky. I ignored her mood and carried on and as we left the house she announced to me, “I’m not so cranky about my clothes Mommy, I’m happy now.” That pretty much sums up our princess….she’s such a happy girl living her real life fairy tale. In fact she is so happy she will burst into random fits of laughter. In the midst of one of these fits I heard, “someone help me, I can’t stop laughing, I’m just so happy, help, someone get me an X-ray, I can’t stop laughing!”
So back to the backyard… Play continued while we cooked supper. The imaginations having a great time together using different names and voices for the cars as they drove around on the chalk race track. Dija played the girly cars and Trey was pretty much the director of all the action. It’s going to be a fun summer watching the dramatic play in the backyard. I can’t wait to hear what the girl car says next!
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March 29, 2012
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This month our son turned 25. That’s just difficult to get my head around… I see him almost daily because we work in the same office so I am well aware that he is a grown man but I don’t know how that happened! High school was just yesterday and it really doesn’t seem that long ago that he was a small boy pretending to be a wild boy in a tree making videos in our back yard. He still runs around the backyard making videos but now he makes Trey be the star of the video and now he uses a better camera.
Today a friend posted her status on Facebook and mentioned that her son was turning 16 and he was going to start driving today. I went directly down memory lane. I remember rather vividly what happened the day Justin turned 16 and he had big plans to head to London and get his beginners permit. He was so eager to drive.
We moved to Ontario when Justin was heading to high school… Horrible thing to do to a teenage boy. He adjusted very well… Mostly. He had an issue with the high school washrooms and refused to use them. Many days he would tear in the house and run to the bathroom before he exploded. Apparently the places smelled really bad so he refused to go in there. Well, on his 16th birthday his friend convinced him to just use the washroom and holding his breath he went to take a pee… Near fatal mistake. He was obviously in a hurry to get back out and started to run. He somehow managed to slip and hit his leg on the corner of the ceramic tile wall and created a bloody mess. His friend took him to the office where the vice principal tried contacting his parents but proceeded to drive Justin to the nearest emergency department. We met on the road where they chased us and stopped us to say “follow me, he’ll be ok” and I think it was no accident that the VP was driving a sporty convertible.
Once at the hospital his injury (gash down his shin) was cleaned and the doctor came in to stitch it up. Well after he dropped the needle and picked it back up he froze his leg a little and began stitching the gauze into his leg…. I bet you’ve guessed it wasn’t a great hospital experience. That’s right… It was disturbing and we never returned to that hospital again.
The entire time Justin was just plain upset that he wasn’t getting his beginners permit that day. That’s it. His life was ruined. I think we took him the next day and he drives lots now. No worries. Life did go on. His leg however seemed to have constant infection for about 2 years (gee, I wonder why). That was a struggle but aside from a scar he’s alright now… Mostly.
I hadn’t planned to post about my big kid but that little walk down memory lane this morning just made me laugh. It’s good exercise for my old brain too. Thanks MJ for digging up that day for me. These moments all pass to quickly. We should all have the opportunity to live them out a second time! I just hope that my little boy doesn’t break himself as much as my big boy did.
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