Heck of a week!

So after Ava's MRI on Monday, we went to Crane to be with family because John's Aunt Linda passed away. While we were there, Noah tripped over Toben and broke his right arm...two bones, totally bowed....went to the Crane ER..made John promise me to NEVER take me there if I am really sick!

Friday we put our second child under anesthesia in one week...doc was able to set it without cutting it open. Thank You, Jesus! So now we are in a cast and have to go have it checked next week.

In case you are counting that is three broken arms in the P-tree family in about 8 months..Ava, Callie and now Noah. I'm pretty well done with broken arms! The orthopedic doctor should NOT be programmed into your phone!

Don't want to...

I so need to be lysoling my whole house, but I so don't want to! I am so tired of sickness! That is really the only thing I can say I do not like about having a larger (ok, kind of large for those of you with truly large families)...when the stomach bug hits, it takes about two weeks to go through everyone...ok that and all the laundry on a regular basis! That means two weeks of puke and other bodily fluids! Ugh! Two more people to go, however, I am claiming this round over in Jesus Name! No more puke!!!!

Hope you were not eating lunch when you read this....sorry, should have had a warning with that post, huh?!