Two weeks have past since the last blog house update... we now have a sidewalk, garage door? Was that there before? A driveway, our real front door, and a mailbox.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
we couldn't help ourselves...
We normally wait until Sunday to visit our house... but today we just couldn't help ourselves.
Two weeks have past since the last blog house update... we now have a sidewalk, garage door? Was that there before? A driveway, our real front door, and a mailbox.
Our railings have been installed, and stained... the wainscoting (sp.?) is up and painted, doors, light fixtures, outlet covers, light switch covers etc. have all been installed... as well as trim etc.
Two weeks have past since the last blog house update... we now have a sidewalk, garage door? Was that there before? A driveway, our real front door, and a mailbox.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Mel's Bump
We thought it necessary to post some pictures of Mel's injury he received Saturday evening.... Here is the tough little guy after HOURS and HOURS spent screaming at the children's urgent care close by. The WORST part, by far was the FOUR different x-ray sessions, each consisting of 3-4 x-rays.... they had to "mummify" him time and again... but he's no average baby. He kept breaking free. Even when they taped him to the table and held him down... he still broke through.
It was awful to say the least...
But the good news- he is fine. No skull fractures, no concussion- just a huge goose egg. In these pictures his bump actually looks pretty good. When he was screaming it was honestly at least twice this size.
I honestly feel it is a miracle. He so easily could have had a serious and permanent head injury. I have never been so scared in my life as I was when all this happened, and then waiting to know the results of the x-rays.
It was awful to say the least...
I am SOOOOOOO grateful to God that He listened to our prayers, and the prayers of family. Mel is okay- but it could have been otherwise in a big way.
Often when something awful happens, you pray and pray and pray that everything will be well... and then comes the outcome. Either things are as you hoped, or they aren't. Often when things go well, we are grateful, but easily forget how awful it could have been, and that it IS a miracle- or gift straight from God. I don't want to EVER forget. I want to keep these feelings of gratitude fresh always.
The two pictures above are right after we got home from the hospital.
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