Images - Can loved the hike

Another picture of Can with his typical big smile. (taken 04/06/07)

Can is cast free

Can went to the doctor's yesterday and they finally took his cast off for good. The doctor said that he isn't allowed to jump or rough-house with his brothers. Good luck with that! Hopefully Nae can keep him off of the trampoline until it gets stronger. He walks a bit funny. He still point it out to the side like it was with the cast on. The doctor said that this should go away soon.

Still in a Cast

Can went to the doctor again yesterday. They took his cast off, which was a good thing since it was getting really dirty and worn out from having him walk on it. Unfortunately, after looking at the X-rays the doctor decided to put another cast back on. Nae said that he could still see the line of the fracture and he is worried that a small jump off of the couch or something similar would put us right back to square one. Needless to say, Can was not happy when they started to put the new cast on. He is, however, getting around pretty well even with the cast. We'll see how things look in two more weeks.

Two Wins

Today was another game day and both boys won. Sul's team shut out the opposing team with a final score of two goals to zero. He made one good save in goal where he had to dive on the ball to gain control of it. Afterwards he punted the ball all the way to the other end of the field. He also had an assist on one of his teams goals, so he had a productive game.

Mads' team won by a score of 3 to 2. They were leading 3 to 0 for most of the game but their last pitcher hasn't had much experience and he let a couple runs in before he could stop them. The final play of the game was a big pop fly to right field. It was actually going foul but the boy out there caught it. He looked in his glove and realized that the ball was in it and then got really excited. The whole team ran together into a big pile. A much better day than last week. Each team now has a 1 win and 1 loss record.

Can has started walking on his cast. He and Mom are counting down the hours until his visit to the "broken-leg fix-it doctor" on Tuesday. Hopefully the cast will come off and stay off so that he can go back to running instead of hobbling.

Family Photos - Riding the Bent Tree

We found this funny bent tree on our hike through Umstead State Park. It looked like a good place to have the boys line up for a picture (taken 04/06/07).

My ignoble debut as an assistant soccer coach

Saturday morning marked the start of baseball and soccer games for Mad and Sul, respectively. We were supposed to be at the baseball field at 8:15 for an 9:00 game. The coach is a pretty zealous and wanted plenty of time to warm up and go over strategy. I was on my own with all four boys for this game because Nae was busy running the Cary Road Race 10K, which she completed in just over 50 minutes (I told you that she is a wonder woman). I brought gameboys for the non-baseball playing boys, which seemed like a good way to keep them entertained except that they spent most of the time fighting over who got to play which games. The only toilets available at this field were porta-johns, so I had to force Dec, kicking and screaming, to stand in one long enough to complete his task. After I got to the field I realized that Can hadn't gone yet that morning, so I tried to get him to go in and he wouldn't release the death grip from my neck long enough for me to get his pants down past his cast. I tried to talk him into peeing on a tree but he didn't want to do that either. Fortunately, he has an iron bladder when he wants to hold it, so we didn't have any problems there. Oh, the baseball game. It wasn't a very good start to their season. Mads' team lost 4 to 1. There wasn't much action on the field for most of the game. Nobody could get a hit on either team because the pitchers were throwing too fast. They've instituted a new rule where each boy can only pitch 2 innings, so after four innings we had to resort to our third string pitchers and they walked a number of runs in before we could get out of the fifth inning. We managed to get one run in the sixth, but that just wasn't enough. We all survived, despite the fact that I was on my own.

In the afternoon we went to Sul's soccer game. I sort of wandered into being appointed as an assistant coach, since no other parents stepped up to help the only coach. I'm not sure that you can blame me for the 4-1 loss of this game, but I probably didn't help much either. Sul played two quarters in goal. He was scored on twice in the first one, but he had no help from the rest of his team and the goal is at least twice as big as the ones he was defending last year. He made several really good saves and even stopped one with his chin. After the game the ref said that the other team was the best he had seen all day. They had better ball handling skills than our team and they definitely out hustled our team in getting to the ball.

Dec doesn't start his T-ball games for a few weeks, but he had his first practice on Friday night. Although he is catches and throws the baseball right-handed, he has always swung the bat left handed. Nae said that when the coaches put him up by the T to hit the ball, they lined him up right handed and so he had a hard time swinging the bat correctly. We'll get them straightened out at the next practice.

Family Photos - Dyeing Easter Eggs

Can and his brothers had fun dyeing Easter eggs last Saturday. The trick was getting him to put the egg in the dye gently enough so that it didn't break or splash all over the place.

I'm married to Wonder Woman

My wife is amazing. Yesterday morning she got up an ran eight miles. That is an amazing feat in and of itself, but then she came home and helped me with shoveling mulch up onto the hill. If there was any chance that I could somehow complete eight miles of running (which there isn't) I would spend the next week sitting on the couch until I could move my legs again. As it is, I ran/walked about 2 miles on the treadmill. I've been doing this beginner training course that involves running for some period of time and then walking for some period of time. The running periods gradually get longer and the walking gets shorter. I'm up to 4 minutes running with 1 minute walking, repeated five times. I still have pains in my left shin and right foot when I do it, but I think that starting slowly with this training course is minimizing this. I don't ever expect to be able to run eight miles without stopping, or with stopping for that matter, but maybe I can avoid adding my standard 15 pounds as I go through my fourth decade.

A few months ago we had some other Latter-day Saints move in right next door. It has been nice to have them. Last night, after the Priesthood session of General Conference, I came home to find Can in bed and the big boys watching "Pete and Pete" on the TV. Mom had gone next door to help get a room taped for painting, and I went over there for ice cream. At about 11:30, Mads rang the door bell and asked when we were coming home. In talking, we didn't realize that it had gotten so late. I decided to see if they could get themselves into bed without direct parental supervision, so I told him that we would be home later and I informed him that he was welcome to go to bed. We stayed for another hour and were wagering with one another one whether they would be in bed or up playing video games. They were all in bed but Dec still had on his clothes. I guess that we still have some more training to do before we can leave Mads in charge all on his own.

I have noticed that ever since Can broke his leg he has been demanding things. I'm trying to teach him to say please, but he is digging in his heels. We bought some grapefruits the other day (first time in years) and Mom was eating one this morning. Can started ordering her to get him one, so I said that he needed to say please. It took a lot of persuading to get him to mumble a please but once he did then he got a grapefruit half. He didn't want to eat the segments with a spoon, but instead, turned it over and tried to take a bite of the skin. After a very screwed up face and a loud "blech," I think he has now decided that he doesn't like grapefruits.

Family Photos - Its Broken

As we feared, Can's leg is broken. Mom took him to the doctor's yesterday for an X-ray. One of the bones in his lower leg is cracked all of the way through. It is quite a long break as it is split diagonally across the bone. I didn't see the X-ray but Mom said that the bone is separated at the bottom part of the fracture. He has been quite a trooper through it so far, although he is whining right now because it hurts and because he cannot get himself around. He just has to sit and cry for things.

Family Photos - Cheeky Boy

Decl had a visit to the dentist's office on Wednesday to get a cavity filled. While his mouth was numb he bit the inside of his cheek pretty badly and now it is all swollen. He complained about it hurting badly on Wednesday, but I think that it wasn't as painful yesterday.

In other news, Can was playing at the park yesterday and hurt his foot/leg. It seemed pretty sensitive and he wouldn't put any weight on it last night. Our nurse friend suggested that we give him some ibuprofin and see how he is today. If he still won't stand on it, Mom is going to take him to the doctor. I update when I find out more.

Family Photos - Two of Four

Can and Dec on my lap (taken 03/17/2007)

Images - My brother the pillow

The other day Dec and Can were watching TV when I came home from work.
Can had obviously not had a nap and Dec thought he looked like a soft
and cuddly pillow. I thought it was cute.

Images - Buddies

Dec and Can taking a break during our American Tobacco Trail run/walk/bike trip. (taken 03/09/07)

Images - Left in the Dust

Can had to watch as Dec sped away down the trail. We went out for a family run/bike ride on the American Tobacco trail today. Mom ran 7 miles. I only ran one, jogged one and walked two, but I've only been run/walking for two weeks. My time on the mile was 8:07. Pretty slow, but it was my first timed mile in a long, long time, so hopefully I will improve. (taken 03/10/07)

Can doesn't like Mom sweaty

Yesterday morning I brought Can in as we gathered for family prayer and proceeded to set him on my lap. He immediately balked and wanted to sit on mommy's lap until I told him that she was sweaty from working out. Then he stopped, made this disgusted face and decided that my lap wasn't so bad after all. He has been turning into a momma's boy lately and wants her to do everything. However, he doesnt' like it when she gets "wetty," as he says. When she puts on her excercise clothes, he asks, "Mommy get wetty?"

Yummy jello

Can likes to get into the pantry to find things to eat. Yesterday while Mom was taking the bigs to the bus stop he came to me with two boxes of Jello and wanted to eat them. I don't think that he has ever had Jello before so I told him what it was and said that Mom could make it for him when she got home. A short time later I found him sitting on the couch dipping his finger into an opened box of Jello. He held up his finger and said, "yummy Jello." Fortunately he hadn't had time to pour it all over the couch.

Yesterday was "culture" day for spirit week at the boy's school. Since we are only plain old boring Americans, Dec decided to dress up based on his Mormon culture. He went dressed in a shirt and tie with a missionary name tag. Mom expected a call from the school saying that he was not allowed to dress as anything overtly religious, but I guess that they were feeling unusually tolerant today because he said that nobody made him take his name tag off.

I heard a story about homosexual, but not religious, tolerance on on the Dennis Prager show yesterday. An exerpt from the news report that he was discussing:

When a few classmates razzed Rebeka Rice about her Mormon upbringing with questions such as, "Do you have 10 moms?" she shot back: "That's so gay."
Those three words landed the high school freshman in the Principal's office and resulted in a lawsuit that raises this question: When do playground insults used every day all over America cross the line into hate speech that must be stamped out?

Lets bend over backwards to prevent "hate speech" against homosexuals, but never mind the religious insults. Of course the kids who teased her about being Mormon didn't end up in the Principal's office because Mormon's aren't a "protected" minority.

You'd never know the rest of us are freezing

OK, so it's not truly cold here in NC like it is elsewhere in the states, but since we set our thermostat at 65 degrees it feels as cold in the house as if it was -20 degrees outside and we set our thermostat at 65 degrees. Why, you ask, do we keep the temperature so low if we are all freezing? Of course, anything we can do to try to slow global warming is worth the sacrifice :-). OK, its really more about slowing the financial drain on our checking account, but I can pretend to be as global warming conscious as those in the ivory tower in which I spend most of my time.

Yesterday Can decided he wanted his summer Winnie-the-Pooh pajamas on for his nap. When pressed about the cold, he finally made the concession of putting on his sleevless fleece vest, but spend the day wandering around like it was the middle of muggy summer. What you don't see is that the rest of us are in sweats and fleece jackets, with the occasional stocking cap, to keep us from succombing to hypothermia.

Can's Breakfast

Can chose to have a butterscotch pudding pack and a flour tortilla for breakfast this morning. Mostly we're just happy to see him eat any thing so we said OK to his request, but this was a strange combination.

Baseball to the face

This morning we got up and went to the Museum of Nature and Science. There was an exhibit on space that the Mom and the boys wanted to see. It was kind of fun, except the parents spent a lot of time trying to keep track of the two littles who had a tendency to wander off through the crowd. Can love all of the fish and turtles in the NC wildlife exhibits. Dec loved the huge replica long-neck dinosaur.

When we got home I decided that I should go out and play with the boys. Dec and I played some catch with his new Christmas mit. He is doing really well at throwing and catching. Skills that will serve him well when he starts T-ball in a few weeks. Ok, it probably will not make much difference, since they do not keep score. Sul beat me in three straight times around the world. The sad part was that I was really trying to get the basketball through the hoop and he still beat me three times in a row. The trauma of the day was when Mads and I were playing catch and he did not quite get his mit up in time to stop the ball from careening off of his face. I felt really bad but I think that he felt worse. If you look really close you can see the marks from the laces on the ball and I think that there is a faint imprint of the word "Diamond" from the brand name label. I told him that he needs to come up with a really good story to tell everyone at school, because this will probably look pretty ugly tomorrow.

Puke and concussions

Yesterday was a sick day at our house. Poor Dec spent the night curled up at the head of his bed with no covers after he was sick in the middle of his bed. We keep our house pretty cold at night so the poor boy must have been miserable.

While I was at work, I got a phone call from the school. I'm not sure why they always call me instead of calling Mom at home. The said that Mad was complaining of a headache and a stomach ache, and he had a low-grade fever of 99 degrees. This is the third time I've received one of these calls this year so I wasn't very pleased, or convinced. I asked to speak to him and he pretty much failed to convince me that he was sick, but I called Mom to let her know. When I arrived home I found out that she had picked him up. I was informed that he made a few attempts to look puny before settling into his normal home demeanor. When I got home I told him that from now on there had better not be any more phone calls unless chunks had been blown.

When I was a boy the hard and fast rule was that unless you threw up or had a pretty bad fever, you were going to school. Once when I called home after getting my head banged on the ice during recess my Mom said that I knew that Dad would not allow me to come home. I told her that I had barfed, which isn't necessarily a good sign after getting hit on the head, so she picked me up and took me to the hospital. They said that I had a concussion so I guess it was a good thing she came and got me.

When I got home, Can toddled over to me and then started crying. I couldn't see anything wrong, but he just didn't seem right. I was a little worried about holding him as he was drinking red juice and I had experienced the surprise puke of a two year old before, but he seemed to settle down. I got out the barf bowl anyway and we sat down to eat. Sure enough a few minutes into the meal, he started making some strange noises and we just got the bucket placed in time to save everybody's dinner from a shower. Of course, this kind of thing doesn't help the old appetite much.

Fortunately, today everybody seems better. Hopefully we're done with that adventure.