ER visits & a broken clavicle

Picture this scene:

4 Moms sitting at the park enjoying sunshine and conversation.

1 Dad sitting in "his chair" ignoring the multitudes of children going by

10 children (at least) playing video games/watching others play

Then 3 children go out to jump on the trampoline. Nothing wrong with that right?

Until those Moms hear screaming. Blood curdling screams. Coming from our backyard.

Ethan brings me a screaming Mason, followed closely by an un-named older brother saying, "It was an accident! I kicked him off the trampoline on accident!"

Mason went straight to Ben and I figured while sore, he was probably ok.

Until someone grabbed Mason by the shoulders...and the screaming resumed.

I tried to take his shirt off, to check for swelling, and screaming and crying ensued.

Friday morning I took him to the ER and found that he had a broken clavicle. After a couple of hours and an arm sling, we were sent on our way. With a referral to see an orthopedist. A specialist because despite Mason's claim of being a "big boy" in the medical world he is still pretty small.

As I was dealing with all this drama, Harmony and I discovered something. She has not once, been to the ER. Not for an injury or sickness. Not once.

However, each of the boys have been one time...since December.

It started with Connor:

While visiting my parents, he fell on the stairs. And broke his toe.

A couple of days later (literally days), we were at a friends home. Ivan was messing around with a  friend. She pushed him, he held out his wrists to catch his fall, and broke his wrist.

A couple of months later, while at the pool with a friend, Ethan's face got in the way of a flying toy tea cup. And broke his tooth. I was not allowed to share this on Facebook, but now have permission, as the tooth was fixed the very next day.

 

And now Mason.

Boys are a barrel of laughs...and ER visits.

Where do I even begin?

(the end result, isn't that a nice face)

(about to get all cleaned up)

(car ride to the hospital, look at his gash!)



(Harmony's GS troop before Hairspray started)

(whee!)

( standing very still!)

(Maries cute little Wolf den)

Whew. I just realized it had been awhile since I uploaded my pictures. I guess it is because I have had a busy week. So here is the rundown...(btw sorry the pics are in the wrong order)

On only one try, Harmony learned how to ride her bike! We are very excited for her!
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Last Thursday, Ben helped me do cub scouts. The boys had to participate in an outdoor flag ceremony. It was cute to watch these boys stand still and really show respect to the flag. They stood still for the whole thing. This is my den with a couple of extra siblings in there!

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Friday night Harmony and I headed out to see Hairspray. From what I understand, the actors were from the surrounding high schools. We went with Harmony's GS troop. I was wondering what kind of performance it would be, seeing that we were on Guam. It was fabulous! They did a great job! Harmony loved watching it. We asked the girls how they liked it and they said, " Link Larkin was soooo cute." (In the movie, he is the character played by Zac Efron). Harmony has been talking about it ever since though! We are going to buy the whole soundtrack now!

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And that leads us today. It is non-stop action at the Turner home let me tell you! We had our 2nd annual Fall Festival with Ben's command today. As Ben and I were chit-chatting with people, the kids were busy climbing on rocks. A little bit later, Ben brings me a bleeding Ivan. He had blood on his hands but at first didn't see where the actual cut was. Then he lifted his chin. A huge( in Mom's eyes)jagged gash on his chin. It was still bleeding. I wasn't sure whether to take him up to the ER or not. Luckily we have women in the spouse club who have medical training and they encouraged me to take him up. So we dropped the older kids off at home with a babysitter, and headed out to the ER. Ivan did pretty well! They cleaned him off and at first decided to put a stitch in. After it was all clean, they said that it would not be easy to give him the numbing shot, so it was up to us whether or not we wanted it. We decided to just go with the butterfly bandages. What are they called again? Anyway, he ended up with a nice big bandage on his chin and a box of legos from Dad for being so brave.

What can I say? There is never a dull moment around here!