Accidents happen, right??!

On Sunday while we were rushing around trying to get ready for church, we had a little...incident. We had just finished bathing the boys and while I was dressing Eli, Craig was cleaning the tub and bathroom while simultaneously trying to keep an eye on Owen. Have I already mentioned how Owen is into everything? Well, he is. Stairs, cupboards(see picture below), toilet brushes, paper, picture frames...you name it. Anything but his toys. So as Craig was cleaning the bathroom, Owen decided that he wanted to play in the bath water on the ground in his Sunday clothes. Craig wasn't going to have that because he wasn't about to redress him(the boy is SO hard to dress!), so he set Owen back in the boys' bedroom and continued cleaning as I continued helping Eli get ready. Not even a minute later we heard a huge scream. The kind of scream that made my stomach drop and got my adrenaline pumping. At first I thought Owen had wandered to the stairs and fallen down them. Then I realized that I had unplugged the iron and left it on the floor to cool. It had fallen on top of his little hand and he wasn't happy about it. The whole top layer of skin was gone and Craig and I, through tears in each of our eyes tried to comfort Owie as best we could. We rinsed it under cold water, put a big glob of ointment on the burn and wrapped it so he would stop touching it. We figured there wasn't much more than we had already done to help him and since it was a Sunday our pediatrician's office was closed so we decided to just go to church and take him to the E.R if he got too fussy. He is one tough little guy. No one would have known that something happened to him if his little hand wasn't wrapped because he was just his happy little self! The burn is pretty superficial, but we decided to call the doctor anyways just so he could have it on record that 1. we went in and 2. if it gets infected that he didn't chastise us for not bringing him in sooner. The doctor was really surprised that Owen was acting as happy as he was because he said that the burn looked pretty painful. He prescribed Lora-tab(which surprised me, just because Owen seemed like the burn really hasn't been bothering him until we change the dressings) for pain management for dressing changes and told us to wash with soap and water and just apply Vaseline.

This picture doesn't do the burn justice, but it was the best I could get. Hopefully Owen will look back at this and say something like, "Wow, I can't believe that this tiny little scar came from such a sick wound...thanks for making sure my scar wasn't too bad!" Thankfully he's a boy and one day it will be cool to compare scars and horror stories.

 I know accidents happen and we're bound to have a million more happen, but it stinks knowing that there was something that we could've done differently. Lesson learned? Mother's of one be warned...once you have two it gets much harder to watch them both simultaneously!

p.s. The whole time I was writing this post, and trying to figure out what to write for its title, the song "burn, baby burn" kept running through my head. Thankfully my better judgment won out... Although I'm not sure if mentioning what I was thinking is any better...

Evergreen lake

Yesterday we took a day trip to a little lake up in Evergreen, CO. It's a little town about 40 minutes away. Craig suggested that we go up and walk around the lake and maybe rent a paddle boat. Lucky for us, I found a deal on livingsocial that gave us more time on a boat for a great deal! We got there early and walked around the lake so that the weather could warm up. Like any other hike with Eli, we took a few detours to load up his dump truck, throw rocks, and wade in the river.

 After our walk around the lake(which took quite a bit of time) we had a little picnic lunch then we were ready to go! We decided that a canoe would be the easiest boat to get so that Owen could sit at the bottom or crawl around a little. The space was great and Eli was so excited to ride in the boat. We had the boat rented for an hour, but only lasted for about a 1/2 an hour because it started POURING rain. At first it was fun...then it got really, really cold. Even so, Craig and I couldn't help but laugh. Eli was singing songs about rain, and Owen was screaming. I may or may not have started panicking when I saw lightning in the distance....So we quickly(as quickly as we could) paddled back to shore. By the time we got back, we were SOAKED.

Notice the sunny sky?

4th of July 2013

Anyone who knows me, knows that I LOVE baking, so I made red, white and blue cookies, which turned out looking like Eli made them. BUT they were tasty and it was fun to have Erin as my right-hand baker for the day.  In the evening of the 3rd, we had our neighbors over for a little barbeque and fireworks in the front yard so we could go to a big show on the 4th.

Eli was happy holding the sparkler, until we lit it on fire. Then he screamed. He wasn't a big fan of the personal fireworks.

 Every year, our ward hosts a 4th of July breakfast and bike parade for the kids. Eli was in his element here! One of the guys in our ward lead the parade on stilts with a giant flag in hand. The kids LOVED it. Before the official "start" of the parade, Eli kept talking to all the kids around him and saying things like, "Oh it's a race!"..."I'm gonna go super fast!'..."Come on guys, let's race!"

Eli wasn't the only one who treated the parade like a race. haha.

 We spent the rest of the day swimming, cleaning out the garage, relaxing, and then went to the park to meet up with friends. At the park we had pizza, played on the playground, watched a helicopter land, and visited with friends. The fireworks were AMAZING! Eli wasn't sure about them at first, but once he realized that they weren't going to "get him" he was just fine. Owie LOVED them too.

Happy Independence Day to you and yours! This year I am especially grateful for the men and women that so faithfully serve and sacrifice for my freedoms, so that my family and I are safe. God Bless the USA!