Lego Batman, Leprechauns, and Lip Lacerations

1. Lego Batman: I did it once again. I conquered a Lego Playstation game. I've decided that one of my personality traits is the inability to have loose ends. I just really needed the game completion thing to read 100%-and now it does. For any of you fellow gamers out there, you can understand and appreciate the amount of work required to achieve 100%. For the rest of you, you are missing out if you haven't become acquainted with Lego games. Hmmmm....Next up would be Lego Indiana Jones. Let's see, isn't Mother's Day coming up?

2. Leprechauns: Carston really wanted to have a St. Patrick's Day party. Seeing how much fun the kids had with not too much effort made me want to celebrate every holiday like we did this one. Bron, Kade, Devree, and Emma helped us celebrate. We had a hunt for the pot of gold (Kade was definitely the best at this game), decorated sugar cookies (Devree wins for fitting the most sprinkles on a single cookie), searched for clovers (Emma found the elusive last one that night), played hot potato (I manipulated it so everyone could win), did a little Duck, Duck, Goose (interesting paths to get back to their seat), and ended with Freeze Dance (Bron's got the moves). I love how much joy kids can find in the simplest activities. It is definitely contagious. Aren't they all so cute?

3. Lip Lacerations: John was nice enough to arrange for his mom to come over later that night and babysit so I could go to his basketball game (he was playing on two teams this winter). I few minutes before the game ended, John took an elbow to the lip and ended up with a pretty good cut. You think he would have been upset about that, but he was actually more upset that a foul had been called on him with the conflict. Such a man right? Anyway, so headed over to the instacare only to be sent to the ER since the cut had crossed his lip line (really I think they just didn't want to get caught in a position where they'd have to work late). While waiting there, Randy called to say that Kate was crying (totally forgot in the chaos that I had an infant waiting for me-well actually my ability to feed her-at home). So poor John was left alone to get his shots while I went home to do what only I could do. I headed back a little while later, just in time to have the doctor arrive, conclude that the nurse didn't do an adequate job with the shots, and proceed with round 2 of numbing. Poor John. I started getting queasy just watching because I've never seen him in so much pain. Anyway, they stitched him up and we headed back home. Seven plus years of marriage and 4 kids, and it ends up being John who claims the honor for our family's first ER visit :)
P.S. Remember how I said John was a do-it-yourselfer? He took out his stitches himself. Who can be bothered with a trip back to the doctor right? I guess I'm an accomplice though since he used my tweezers and scissors.