Attack of the Pix-O's

I was so excited for my week to begin on Sunday. Colton had been really sick last week and came home from school almost every day. On Thursday the doctor decided to take some x-rays and we found out he had pneumonia. He had to take this absolutely disgusting medicine, but by Sunday the cough and tummy ache had gone away. We were so happy he was feeling better that we went to Prescott to hang out with friends for the day. When we got home, I was so happy. I had the boys back packs ready and my week was looking good. James and I left the boys with Brian and went to small group. From there on, my excitement about the week ahead dwindled.

When we walked in the door after small group, Brian frantically said, "We have a BIG problem." Problem number one is that Brian doesn't get frazzled or worry about much. It is great when he watches the kids because he never stresses out. So, I knew this couldn't be good.

Apparently, when Dawson was playing with his Pix-O's, he decided to do a magic trick and hide them in his ears. He was going to pull them out and surprise everyone. Of course, he was the one surprised when they didn't come out. However, instead of telling Brian about it then, he decided to wait because he didn't want to get in trouble. Well since Pix-O's are little plastic beads that are covered with a dry glue that gets activated when it gets wet, this story isn't going to get any better. So Brian, not knowing about the Pix-O's, gave Dawson a bath, fully submerging his ears under water. At that point, I guess it burned a little (probably the glue) and Dawson decided to tell Brian.

When we got home, we tried everything, but could barely even see them since he put them in so far. I took him to Phoenix Children's urgent care and they tried to work their magic there. All we got was a crying kiddo and bleeding ears. This was not looking good.

Today, we took him to our ENT. He also pulled out all the stops, used everything possible in the office and worked on Dawson's ears for about 30 minutes. After getting no where, they decided to schedule surgery for tomorrow at 7am.

So, there you go. Pix-O's may be a fun invention for the kids, but not necessarily the safest one. I am praying tomorrow goes well and quick and that my dear Dawson learns from this little "magic trick."

Eye Check

This week has been crazy...this month has been crazy. And although I am vowing to go back and write down funny stories, I didn't want to let this one slip.

My Tuesdays and Wednesdays are crazy days. Today, I was at the boys school for 7 hours, came home for 20 minutes, went to a PTSO meeting and then went straight to a Teen Moms meeting. Needless to say, there is not a lot of time to touch up make-up or hair or change into the proper attire for each meeting. So tonight, to save time and energy, which I am extremely low on, I just put my black shirt for my Teen Moms meeting over my red and white striped shirt that I had been wearing all day.

Okay, now to the funny part. Last week, Colton had the health fair at school and although they said his eyes are fine, I am noticing things to where I think he needs to have them checked. I mentioned it to him and that was that. Tonight when I got home from my meeting, he was in the hallway walking to his room in the dark. About five minutes later, he came out to give me a hug goodnight. He leaned over and whispered to me that he needed to talk to me in bed. So, I went in his room and this was the conversation:

Me: "What's up?"
Colton: "I really think I need to have my eyes checked." (sounding very concerned)
Me: "Okay, honey. What made you decide that?"
Colton: "Well, when I first saw you in the hall tonight, your shirt looked black and then when I came back in it looked red with white stripes. That's not good."

Of course, I told him what had happened and then we giggled about it for the next five minutes. I am actually smiling about it again as I type. I am so thankful that amid all the stresses in my day that my sweet, sweet boys can always bring a smile to my face.