I still got it!

My cute girl

Cute for church!

Sitting up

Getting better and better

Our pet dog

I give Hurley lunch meat and he puts it on the ground, gets on his hands and knees, and eats it up like a dog. What a funny boy! Not just this one time either, its been repeated!

Lefty?!?!

After having a cast on his left hand for 2 weeks, I thought FOR SURE it was going to force him to be right handed. He favored his left hand a lot the day he got the cast off. It was almost like he still had it on. Today was a shock! Dinner was eaten left handed! I'm still hopeful to get my lefty!

Cast removal

We got Hurleys cast off Monday morning. He did a lot better at the removal than I expected. I thought the noise of the saw would make him scream but he didn't mind it at all. They covered his ears with big ear muffs and he just watched the whole thing! Once it was off we went to see the Dr. and they took out the pin and wrapped it up. That part he DID mind. They said it looks really good and the stitches CAN get wet (BATH!!!) and they will just dissolve, and/or fall out.

The Cast

I didn't get a lot of good pictures with his cast during his 2 weeks, darn it. He did SO good with it! It was a part of him and he used it to his advantage. The picture I really wanted but didn't get was him using it to prop up his leg for a leg rest! He used it all the time for a pillow, and baths SUCKED! Getting in and out of the carseat was a bit difficult as well. But we all managed!

5 Months

We stared rice cereal! Not a big fan!

Big Sister

WOW!!! This picture makes Huxley look huge in comparison to Hunter!

One of THOSE days

The pictures say it all. I'm sure I'm not the only one who has these kind of days?! It was actually a great day, just not these particular 10 minutes!

The Surgery

We went to my Aunt Tracis house Sunday evening to stay a couple nights cause it takes us 1.5 hours to get down and we had an 8AM appointment Monday morning for the pre-op and we did not want to get up early enough to pack up and go and be on time. And by staying the night we could leave Hunter at the house and so we had one less child to entertain at the hospital with nothing to do!

As we all know, when you stay at someones house over night you don't go to bed at regular time. Not only that, we were in a different place. Needless to say, Hurley was a FIGHT to put to bed Sunday night. I ended up taking him for a ride in the truck around the block a few times. Then the alarm was set for 6am, but I think we snoozed a few times, that's why you set it early right? We left the house at 7:15 cause we weren't sure how traffic would be. The timing was perfect for traffic, parking and getting to the office.

The appointments went well and we got all the info. Surgery was set for 7:30am which means an arrival time of 5:30am! YUCK! I have said it before and I'll say it again, I HATE MORNINGS! It would take 2-3 hours with a possible skin graft. He would get a pin in his finger and a cast past his elbow (so he can't play with the dressing and take it off).

After we left the hospital we had some shopping and errands to do. So we did a few things, went back to the house and had some lunch. Tyson was lucky enough to take a nap. I fed Huxley. Then we packed up again and went out for a little more shopping. We were pooped. Long weekend, traveling, late nights, and chasing Hurley at the hospital and the malls. We just wanted to sit on the couch and do NOTHING! So we did! We went back to the house and just relaxed and watched TV. Gave the kids baths, I showered, and watched more TV. Then, to my surprise, Hurley fell asleep in my lap watching TV! That sure made bedtime a lot easier.

I kept waking up in the night, for reasons unknown, and kept thinking the night was taking FOREVER! We were up at 4am! Got ready, things packed and very last loaded the boys up. Hunter was going to spend another day with "HER" Traci! We were out the door at 5am and to the hospital and checked in by 5:35. Then the waiting game. To the room we went and got him changed. The pants drowned him to he was left in a baggy shirt that kept falling off his shoulders and a diaper! He kept saying "cold". He was entertaining himself with his train, and trucks. But the worst part of all was refusing him a drink! SO HARD/SAD! Just a simple drink is all he wanted. After maybe an hour they were ready for him downstairs. We went down and were taken to his little "room" that was like a 3"x5" curtain cell. How did they expect us to entertain a 1.5 year old for a hour in that little of a space? It wasn't too bad. He had some stickers and rubber gloves to occupy some time. He only had one little fit cause he wanted to run around and see the people on the other side of the curtain. (Funny side note: A little girl next to us, I'm guessing maybe 4 or 5, said to her sister "you a dumb a**" Poor girl! Sad she has to hear things like that enough to actually repeat it! Sadly I was laughing so hard that I couldn't even tell Tyson what she said.) The anesthesia lady kept coming in and telling us it was almost time, his room was ready she just had to wait for the other anesthesiologist. During the time she wanted to warm up to Hurley so he would willing go with her back to the room. He did really well. When they walked away he didn't even flinch.

Tyson and I (and Huxley) went back to the first room to get our belongings and go back down to the surgery waiting room. As we were about to go back down the people at the check in desk talked us into waiting in the room cause downstairs would be noisy and crowded. So we stayed in the room and I thought we would go down after like 1.5 hours and wait the rest of the time in the surgery waiting room so we could go in with him to wake up. We fell asleep! All 3 of us! Huxley started waking up so I did too. I was sitting on the other chair, maybe 5 min. Tyson was still sleep and a nurse walked in, she seemed a little annoyed, and said they were looking for the Hurley's parents cause he was out of surgery. Tyson BOLTED up and he chose to go down with him. So I waited for over and hour with NO INFORMATION from Tyson on how he was doing. I wanted to see the poor boy! Apparently when he woke up he was FREAKING out! They tried to calm him down with a dose of fentanyl and it didn't work so they had to DOUBLE dose him! He is a fighter! They finally got back to the room where I was and my heart dropped! If I was a crier I would have broke out in tears that second! His cast covered and enclosed his entire hand! and went clear up to him arm pit! The club was as big as him! He instantly asked for a drink and he guzzled an entire sippy nonstop! He did really well and wasn't as drowsy or out of it as I expected him to be. He manages to work with his cast and using one arm very good! I am sure accidents will happen and we will have some tears shed caused by his cast. We will go back in 2 weeks and get it taken off and see how things go from there!