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Had a pleasant arrival yesterday in North Carolina. Saw my SIL and her husband for lunch and to play with their Portugese water dog, Boo, and the grey kittens, Scout and Atticus. Then to the clan's home, where my sister's family have moved in with my parents. My nephew has been diagnosed with pediatric arthritis (a nod here to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Kids can be full of noise.
Today has been lots of quality time with my niece, the princess. Once my sister had returned their cousin (whom she babysits) and picked up my nephew, we all went for a walk. The sun was setting, and my nephew was having a test of wills with his mom over how fast one can make a head on approach to a pedestrian on a bike. We had almost completed the walk, and mom was trailing. She'd let the dog run down the hill to see a neighbor's dog, i'd picked up the princess' tricycle (abandoned very early into the walk), and we heard a cry. I turned around to see my mother face down on the pavement, and then she began to roll into a fetal position in pain.
She's fallen, literally on her face.
My sister whisks her away: i remain in my sister's wake with my nephew impressed by her mother-mojo. What take charge, in control, in command energy! I'm left with the kids, and two undecorated gingerbread houses, a tub of icing, a box of candy canes, and a bag of fruit jellies. The kids and i sit down to decorate while my sister drove my mom to the emergency room.
We have fun with the gingerbread houses. I slice, trim, and roll out the jelly candies to make different shapes. My father, then my sister's husband, arrive. We move on to decorating the tree.
I'd told my mother about "conditions of enoughness" on the walk, a practice of setting a very achievable goal, "something you can get done even if emergencies come up." We'd walked and talked some more, and then she said she was setting the goal of having the red beads on the tree tonight. Well, i thought, i was going to make sure those red beads were on the tree tonight for her.
As i decorated the tree with the kids, their father and mine fixed potatoes, salad, and catfish for dinner. We received texts and a video chat from my sister at the hospital: my mom had made it through triage and was in a waiting room. We ate, and my brother in law took the kids off to bed.
Later we heard my mom was being sent to get a cat scan to see if anything was broken in her face. After a while, i wondered what they could do if anything was broken. Remembering how scraped up the side of her face was, i started reading about what happens with a broken zygomatic arch.
She came through the cat scan clear, and is being sent home with pain killers.
And that's enough drama, thank you very much.
funnel101), but he seems to be basically OK at the moment. My mom and i picked him up from his school, and we had a pleasant evening. I showed my nephew how to strip wire as we played with things in his scrap box.Kids can be full of noise.
Today has been lots of quality time with my niece, the princess. Once my sister had returned their cousin (whom she babysits) and picked up my nephew, we all went for a walk. The sun was setting, and my nephew was having a test of wills with his mom over how fast one can make a head on approach to a pedestrian on a bike. We had almost completed the walk, and mom was trailing. She'd let the dog run down the hill to see a neighbor's dog, i'd picked up the princess' tricycle (abandoned very early into the walk), and we heard a cry. I turned around to see my mother face down on the pavement, and then she began to roll into a fetal position in pain.
She's fallen, literally on her face.
My sister whisks her away: i remain in my sister's wake with my nephew impressed by her mother-mojo. What take charge, in control, in command energy! I'm left with the kids, and two undecorated gingerbread houses, a tub of icing, a box of candy canes, and a bag of fruit jellies. The kids and i sit down to decorate while my sister drove my mom to the emergency room.
We have fun with the gingerbread houses. I slice, trim, and roll out the jelly candies to make different shapes. My father, then my sister's husband, arrive. We move on to decorating the tree.
I'd told my mother about "conditions of enoughness" on the walk, a practice of setting a very achievable goal, "something you can get done even if emergencies come up." We'd walked and talked some more, and then she said she was setting the goal of having the red beads on the tree tonight. Well, i thought, i was going to make sure those red beads were on the tree tonight for her.
As i decorated the tree with the kids, their father and mine fixed potatoes, salad, and catfish for dinner. We received texts and a video chat from my sister at the hospital: my mom had made it through triage and was in a waiting room. We ate, and my brother in law took the kids off to bed.
Later we heard my mom was being sent to get a cat scan to see if anything was broken in her face. After a while, i wondered what they could do if anything was broken. Remembering how scraped up the side of her face was, i started reading about what happens with a broken zygomatic arch.
She came through the cat scan clear, and is being sent home with pain killers.
And that's enough drama, thank you very much.
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Also, I love the idea of "conditions of enoughness" -- a concept I need to grasp.
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Just seeing this now. Glad she's OK. (Also glad you're OK.)
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