A Monday for the books (gross picture warning)

On Saturday, when we went ice skating, Daegan fell and insisted he hurt his hand badly. I believed him, but I wasn't willing to pay an ER visit for them to say it was sprained. So, we waited until Monday to go to the walk-in orthopedic clinic.

I love the doctor at the walk-in clinic, but they were so busy because it was Monday morning, they asked if we would see Dr. Arnold, a hand specialist. He just happens to also be someone I went to high school with.

We waited and waited and waited. "Working us in" was taking a long time. We got there at 8:15 and left at 11:30.

Daegan fractured the bone at the base of his thumb. Brace for three weeks just protect it so it doesn't break the rest of the way.

So, I got to work hours late and worked a little late to make up for it. As I was pulling in the driveway, I got a call from my sister (a few doors down) to say that Tavis had cut his finger while whittling a stick. She felt it needed an ER visit.

I drove down, picked him up, and we headed to the ER. It was bad. Extremely deep and dangerously close to some important tendons.

Well, we didn't avoid the ER, but we did avoid two ER bills. Tavis got to experience his first set of stitches from the best ER doctor at Children's.

 The boys we to school like this Tuesday morning, after a long holiday weekend.

Twinsies

Lilly and I were twins for the day.

Double Digits for Mac

Lunch at school with the birthday boy!

 Party at home with the Browns

 Party on Sunday with the Caines

And just like that - no more single digits in the house. *sniff*

*sniff*

*sniff*

Van Parking

We went ice skating with the Youth Group today. Thankfully, Jason was available to come as well. But, when we pulled into the parking garage, our van scraped the Clearance sign. But, Jason decided we could make it any way.

Way too close for comfort in my opinion. But makes for good stories on Facebook.

Another "fake" Snow Day in the books

Whoa - Blizzard of 2017!

Brown more than Caines

Today I have been a Brown longer than I was a Caines. Very weird thought.

Cooking with the Cooks

We've made some new friends at church. They have three boys, similar ages as us. He is from Oregon and she is from Italy. They met while working in an orphanage in Albania. Incredible story.

Our boys have gotten along great and they invited us for dinner. They are renting a small home while they are looking for a house, but size didn't matter. We had a blast and the food was incredible. We had lasagna (made by an Italian and like nothing you've ever had before) and a ham loaf.

Our big treat was that we also had homemade donuts. When we got there, we helped roll them out.

Then they rose while we ate dinner. Then we took them to the garage to fry them. And, by "we", I mean Betta fried them while we watched.

 Sprinkled with sugar - YUM! The best dessert I've ever had.

We had a great evening of fellowship, donuts, basketball, and wine. We look forward to many more dinners with the Cooks.