Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Monkey

**This is a post I wrote last week, but never got around to posting because I wanted to include a picture of Briton with his wound, but I forgot to take the picture. So, sorry about the lack of a picture, but here it is...

I was going to make a post along these lines a couple weeks ago, but never got around to it. I suppose we were just waiting for the next occurrence...

Briton is really turning into a monkey. He manages to find mischief and injury fairly easily. (Or better said, we tend to bring it to him.) Here is a list, although not comprehensive. These are all since early September.

  • One night while I was out on Relief Society visits, he fell down the stairs (from the top). During the night he threw up and then had a high fever the next day. The pediatrician's office sent us directly to the ER worried it was a complication of the fall. Fortunately it wasn't, but an ER trip nonetheless.
  • I was pushing Briton in (our now trashed) umbrella stroller. It started to collapse so I stepped on the little thing to put it back up and somehow his finger got into the mess. We skinned it really well and the nail is still purple. (He cried over this one for nearly 48 hours off and on.)
  • He was trying to get Mike's water bottle off Mike's bike and toppled the bike on him - putting a few (albeit minor) scratches over his eye.
  • Mike and Briton were playing airplane rides. Briton rolled off the airplane (Mike's feet) and in the process dislocated his elbow. That turned into an urgent care visit and an x-ray. (Mike now knows how to put elbows back into place. If you ever need his services...)
  • Which brings us to tonight...Abby and I were just about to run out and do some Christmas shopping. We were just about to have family prayers and scriptures when Briton ran and tripped into the coffee table. Lots and lots of blood. We sent Abby to the neighbors. (She was very concerned about her brother.) Mike and I made, yet another, trip to urgent care. They ended up gluing his forehead shut. He was acting plenty normal (translate: rambunctious) while we were in the waiting room waiting for the all clear (making sure the wound didn't open with just the glue).
In this Thanksgiving season, we are grateful for: active, spunky and fun children, nice neighbors that take our kids at a moments notice, good medical care and excellent insurance!

2 comments:

Unknown said...

hillarious! that Briton

Shana said...

That's funny you call him a monkey. Hudson's nickname is monkey. At first blonde monkey, but now whenever he enters a room I always say "hi monkey". This is so new to me.