Friday, April 21, 2017

Talk to Me, Goose {Egg!}

Will, Eddie, and I started watching Top Gun tonight {PG rating, my foot!} and he kept saying, "Talk to me, Goose!" Lol! I kept thinking "Egg!" every time he said it.

We've had QUITE a week around here. This is a LIVE update {most of mine have been weeks late recently}. If you follow along on Instagram, you've probably already seen all of these pictures, but they're just too good not to share.

On Monday night right after baseball practice, James was practicing hitting and Will walked up behind him and got nailed in the forehead. The whole thing unfolded in such a weird way. I had supper in the crockpot and Eddie was supposed to call on his way home so that I could put rice on and everything would be ready right after they arrived. I saw them pull up and jumped up to turn on the rice. I looked out our kitchen window and saw Eddie carrying Will in and my first thought was, "DO NOT BE SICK." Lol. If you know me, you're not surprised. #germaphobe

When Eddie came walking in and said, "Will had a tough time at baseball." I looked up about that time and Will lifted his head off of Eddie's shoulder and I saw THE BIGGEST goose egg I had ever, EVER seen. Seriously. It was more like an ostrich egg. The first thing out of my mouth was, "Let's go to the ER!" Eddie said he didn't think that we needed to do that so I said, "CALL MARK." One of our neighbors is a pediatrician and his wife is a pediatric nurse practitioner, so we headed to their house just to find out whether we needed to seek treatment or not.

Our FAVORITE neighbors concurred with Eddie that he did not, in fact, need to go to the ER. We all discussed the fact that he was a lucky little boy that the hit didn't occur on his eye, nose, or temple. That would've been devastating. They told us to wake him up every 3 hours all night and if we couldn't get him to wake up OR he vomited, to take him to the ER then. Thankfully, that never happened and with a little Motrin he slept great all night long.

We were warned that he would blacken underneath both eyes, and it has been SO crazy weird to watch it unfold all week long. Below you'll find the progression. Thankfully he hasn't ever seemed to hurt. The worst has been that he HATES attention from other people and so he has been completely embarrassed by all of it. James would've eaten it up.

Top row, left to right: 30 minutes after (Monday), 12 hours after (Tuesday), 24 hours after (Tuesday)
Bottom row, left to right: Wednesday, Thursday, Friday

Hopefully, we've learned a lesson about swinging bats and walking behind people when they swing, but who knows. These boys are giving me gray hair with a quickness!

1 comment:

Anna Catherine said...

You forgot to mention the best part! Graduation pictures on Wednesday!