Saturday, June 27, 2009

Good Luck Nana!

We spent the week up in MA and just got home last night. My super active and seemingly indestructible Dad (aka Grumpy Grampy) was struck down with debilitating pain in his leg a short time ago. Fearing a blood clot or who knew what else, we were a bit shocked to find out that his hip had failed. Before we knew it, he was scheduled for a total hip replacement. My Mom (aka Nana) was in a panic because the best ortho hospital was an hour away and in the busy outskirts of Boston. Me to the rescue! (Really need to learn how to drive more than 20 miles away from your own home!) Initially it was just going to be me and the boys going up to stay and shuttle Nana back and forth to the hospital, but John decided to move his vacation week and we turned it into a total family affair.

It worked out well because after one visit with all of us, I could tell the boys were a bit freaked out seeing their Grampy that way and they had a hard time keeping busy. So John spent most of the week taking the boys to the town pool and out to lunch while I played chauffeur and drove my mother back and forth to the hospital.

He looks pretty good here, right? This is the day after his surgery.

After 6 days and a lot of PT, he comes home today. Good luck to my Mom...that grumpy Grampy is a most challenging patient.

Friday, June 19, 2009

School's Out for Summer!

Summer Vacation - Day 1

When does school start again? Ah. September 2nd. Only 75 more days to go. *sigh* But seriously, it's nice to have Tyler at home. He and Max have been having a ball today. It's balloon sword battle royale as they chase each other around the family room.

Speaking of balloon swords...I have a new talent. Tyler was at a birthday party a few weeks ago and came home so impressed by the clown who made balloon animals that he insisted his Dad take him to the store to buy some of those long balloons for him to try out. Of course, this meant that Mommy had to learn a few new tricks once the initial joy of discovery was replaced with the agony of frustration. "Moooooom! I can't do this! Can you make me a sword?"

OK! Thank goodness for the internet. (What did Moms do before the internet???) After a few video lessons, I produced 3 different styles of balloon swords and all was right with the world...for about 10 minutes. Then all hell broke loose. "Mom! The clown at the party made a dog. Can you make a dog?" Another 10 minute instructional video later and I was making hounds and poodles. "Cool! Can you make a rabbit? How about a turtle? A pig?? Ohh! I really want a bird!!" Oh lordy help me...

Balloon cutlass, anyone? How about a balloon saber? Balloon belts to hold your inflated weaponry? I can now make 2 love birds kissing inside a heart too. I think I'll tackle balloon hats next.

Now the house is overrun with a menagerie of balloon creatures who have a habit of popping at inopportune moments. But it is rather fun. Good thing I have great lung capacity.

One of many balloon turtles and swords