Today was the official first day of summer vacation for the kids. They enjoyed their day with Abby here to watch them along with Heather and Conner. Nate B. and Nate C. were in and out. They played wiffle ball and went swimming to name a few things. Madison got really sunburned. They all put on sunscreen but I think she must jumped in too soon after putting it on because her shoulders and back are fried. The sunscreen is from last year and so may be it's too old so I'll go get some new stuff tomorrow. Does sunscreen outdate???
My dishwasher is on the fritz and I told Abby she could just use the bottom rack (like me) but our dear sweet wonder of a sitter washed all the dishes by hand. I stopped at the store on the way home from work to get some much needed FOOD (old mother hubbard's cupboards were bare) and she jumped up and helped me carry them in. ....What did you say?.... NO... you can't have her!! She's all MINE!
Madison has a cold. Her head is so stuffed up and she has a sore throat as well. It was hot and humid and WINDY today. Soccer practice time rolled around and she didn't want to go because of her cold and sunburn and it's hot and it's humid and, and, and.....but with my "encouragement" she went and toughed it out for 2 hours (I'm one of those mean moms)....(hey she was well enough to go swimming for 2 hours!). I told the coach that she wasn't 100% so to take that into consideration when falling to the back of the pack. I'm telling you all... they run A LOT in practice. They might as well be on a cross-country team because of the running endurance required by this sport. She was more tired than usual at the end of practice but she even said it went OK.
Then the 3 of us went straight to the hospital and met Tony there to go visit Pakka. I feel like I've been at the hospital a lot this week....hmmmm. Quinn had to fight back tears as the precious gift shop was closed already by the time that we got there... around 8pm. He had brought his birthday money from Great Uncle Arden and Aunt Pat and it was burning a hole in his pocket... like all money does.
It's nice to have Pakka right upstairs... pretty easy to go and visit during the day. Here is an update for you. He didn't sleep well at all last night and had some nausea and vomiting from the morphine and so started the day out in the hole already. He went to physical therapy today and did some walking ... they changed his pain medicine ... worked on his blood sugars... and I think overall had a better day than how it started out. Post-op day 1 is always the hardest!! Harder than the day of surgery for sure. He's hoping to come home Sunday.
The kids and I treated ourselves to Dairy Queen on our way home... to celebrate the start of their summer vacation. Poor Dad had to go back to work. He's still there. Say a prayer for him will ya?... sometimes having to work really stinks.
Tomorrow is my favorite day of the week!
Love to all, Leah
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