Last week, we were all out playing in the back yard, and Macey walked behind Amy while Amy was swinging in one of those two-seater plastic swings, and Macey got hit in the mouth. It broke half of her front tooth off. Thankfully, there doesn't seem to be any permanent damage, and it only slowed her down for about 5 minutes.
Trauma # 2.
Our neighbor didn't want his 55 gallon fish tank any more, so he gave it to us. You can only imagine how excited Mike and the girls were. I'm happy to have fish again too (especially since I get all the enjoyment and don't have to clean the tank!). Well we got three fish. A male Marigold swordtail, and two female Pineapple something-or-others. Now I know what you're thinking, and no, there has not been a traumatic death or problem with the fish. Trauma is what Taylie named the largest female-who, by the way, we just discovered is pregnant and will be having babies any day now. No eggs, she'll have live young...hopefully she won't eat them. So we're not sure where Taylie came up with the name Trauma, but it was her choice, so we have Todd, Trauma, and Sally as the newest members of the family.
Trauma # 3.
This one is horrible-for me at least. Jack started Army-crawling the day before General Conference. It was an exciting milestone for him, and a wonderful General Conference for us (Elder Ballard's was one of my favorites). Well, today I put him on my bed for about a minute, no longer, and I hear this horrible thump, and screaming. Every mother who has ever had this happen knows the feeling. He had crawled off my bed and fell on the floor. A few minutes later he was fine, but I still feel traumatized. My poor baby! What kind of a mother am I?!
So there you have it, our traumas! Many more good things than bad have happened this month, these ones were just more interesting to post!
Our neighbor didn't want his 55 gallon fish tank any more, so he gave it to us. You can only imagine how excited Mike and the girls were. I'm happy to have fish again too (especially since I get all the enjoyment and don't have to clean the tank!). Well we got three fish. A male Marigold swordtail, and two female Pineapple something-or-others. Now I know what you're thinking, and no, there has not been a traumatic death or problem with the fish. Trauma is what Taylie named the largest female-who, by the way, we just discovered is pregnant and will be having babies any day now. No eggs, she'll have live young...hopefully she won't eat them. So we're not sure where Taylie came up with the name Trauma, but it was her choice, so we have Todd, Trauma, and Sally as the newest members of the family.
Trauma # 3.
This one is horrible-for me at least. Jack started Army-crawling the day before General Conference. It was an exciting milestone for him, and a wonderful General Conference for us (Elder Ballard's was one of my favorites). Well, today I put him on my bed for about a minute, no longer, and I hear this horrible thump, and screaming. Every mother who has ever had this happen knows the feeling. He had crawled off my bed and fell on the floor. A few minutes later he was fine, but I still feel traumatized. My poor baby! What kind of a mother am I?!
So there you have it, our traumas! Many more good things than bad have happened this month, these ones were just more interesting to post!
