I am literally still sick to my stomach. I was hustling the kids to gymnastics this afternoon and didn’t think twice when I locked the car door and slammed the door shut. It didn’t catch all the way and I leaned forward to give it a shove when I realized Ethan’s hand was in the door. Shit! I lifted the handle and pulled, the door didn’t open. Ethan started wailing. Shit! I hit the unlock button and pulled again, hard enough that the door handle came off in my hand and I stumbled backwards. Shit, shit, shit! At gymnastics between classes a teacher is assigned to the door to greet people and I’m sure watch to make sure no children make a break for it without their parents. I motioned for one to come. And she hearing Ethan realized something was wrong and started to run to us. As she ran out, I called to her. “His hand is stuck in the door. It’s jammed, I’m going to try to open it from the inside.” At this point, thank fully a Dad ran over. He couldn’t open the door either but took my place inside of the car. Another father, drove past and saw what was going on. He stopped in the middle of the parking lot and came to help. I looked at him and yelled “A crow bar, we need a crow bar” He went to his car and brought back what has to be the largest flat head screw driver I have ever seen. So large that I first thought he was bringing the tiniest crow bar I’d ever seen. There was, thankfully, a small gap in between the door and the car. He put it at the top and the worker and I pulled while the other father pushed from the inside. We got that pulled open and his pointer and middle finger were free. He moved it down further and we pushed and pulled until Ethan could pull his fingers out. I wanted to cry and scream right along with him, I was so scared. The father with the screw driver said” okay, now he’s out, you don’t want to take any chances take him to the er and get him xrayed” I checked out his hand and it looked alright. He was able to move all his fingers and other then a cut on one finger and a line across the others he was fine. We went inside and another coach had an ice pack ready for him.
One of them had called an ambulance and the paramedics came in to talk to us. They had Ethan bend his fingers just as I had done by the side of the car and asked if they could help us any further. With nothing left to do they left. Ethan sat for a moment and I asked if he wanted to go home or if he felt like he could or wanted to go to class. He said he wanted to see if he could do his back flip so sat there for a little while longer and then went to class. I was shocked. Years earlier Craig had closed my hand in the same damn door and I can assure you if I could have done them I would not have been wanting to do back flips after it happened. He was fine and so I let him go to class with the understanding that if it hurt too bad he would stop. By the time class was over the cut on his hand had already healed. It always amazes me how quickly my kids heal. I feel like less then crap and will probably be letting him get away with way to much for a little while.
The day of Ethan’s Super Bowl(they didn’t win) was pretty eventful for Ethan. He almost poked his eye out tripping at Oshkosh and then lost his first tooth.
We went into Oshkosh to get Emerson a jacket, she didn’t want one (although she did end up getting one) so I asked Ethan to go and look at clothes. He went over to the boys side of the store but wasn’t exactly happy about it. He was mopping and pouting and ended up tripping and slamming his face into a metal hook protruding from the wall. It caught him at his cheek and went up to his eyebrow. Thank goodness for the body’s reaction to squint or he would have had a very different ending.
When we’re out at the outlet there aren’t very many places to eat so we usually stop at the IHop. He was eatting his pancakes and stopped and with a very weird expression on his face said “I think my tooth’s ready to come out” He opened his mouth and he was right his tooth was ready cause it was just laying there. It has been about 3 weeks and his adult tooth is starting to come in. His baby tooth next to it is now loose. I guess it’s time to look into how much the tooth fairy leaves for second teeth.
I bookmarked this page earlier this year. It popped up on CraftCrave freebies list and thought it was too cute to pass up. I knew eventually Ethan would get a loose tooth and that day was last Thursday. I was off at the dance studio, which is another post, and Craig was at home with the kids. He made them french toast for dinner and after taking a couple of bites Ethan started crying. Craig asked him what was wrong, then told him he was going to have to quit crying because he couldn’t understand what he was trying to say. He told Craig, “He had chewed too hard and broke his tooth. ” Craig looked in his mouth and informed him none of his teeth were broken. At which time Ethan pointed and his bottom front tooth was loose.
He’s excited now, he loves anything that earns him money.
Looks like I skipped homecoming parade when I was talking about all the homecoming stuff the other week. For some reason our parade is always on Thursday afternoon, I’m not sure why but I guess they do this to coincide with the carnival that comes to town that weekend. Emerson ended up going on the float with the boys, so I found myself with an unexpected hour of alone time. For the first time in a long time I was by myself and I really enjoyed it. I took a leisurely walk in the 100 degree weather and enjoyed it because there was nothing there but ambient noise.
We headed out to the Great State Fair of Texas on it’s opening day. We figured it was the perfect day to go, Craig had already taken off work because the previous day was our homecoming parade and peprally. I love the fair and the kids had a blast. Emerson got kind of grumpy towards the end and threw her shoe out of the stroller and we didn’t know until way later. Upside – it was a free shoe handed down from her cousin, Rachel. There is still quite a bit of things I want to see so hopefully Craig and I can go and have a date day/night out there.
I’m working backwards to talk about some of Ethan’s football games. Saturday was an exciting game. Craig was very worried about how this game was going to turn out. We are in a very small association so we play each team 3 times before going into the playoffs. The first time we played the Pitbulls we won by 1 point, the second time we lost by 2 points. Last week, Craig went up to the field to get reimbursed for some purchases and saw that the Cowboys and Pitbulls were tied at close to the end of the 4th quarter, 26-26. So he thought it was very possible that we would lose to the Cowboys, giving them their first win of the season and he didn’t want to do that. To make it a little more stressful, he was missing he two offensive coaches, which meant he would be out on the field the entirety of the game.
Our boys had a great game! They really pulled together as a team and we couldn’t have been more proud. Ethan had his best game so far. He threw a touchdown pass and pulled 2 flags. Also, he came about 6 inches from scoring an extra point.
Ethan’s garter. Our sport organization put a limit on how much we could spend on each garter. The step father of one of our players works at Hobby Lobby and they were so nice to make us garters for about 5 – 6 times what we could pay. They looked so nice, I love it.