But, Noah is in first grade, which is pretty much kindergarten without the snacks. He loves school. Also, today was hat day and he really wanted to wear a hat. This hat--
|(Grandpa would be proud.)|
He's home because his foot is healing--finally. After three weeks, four doctor visits, two ultrasounds, and a partridge in a pear tree, they discovered that he had a 2X4 in his foot. OK, not really, but this thing was way too big to be in his tiny foot for 24 days.
His poor foot has been so sore that limping was an improvement. He's been hopping around the house so much that I'm sure his right leg is twice the size of his left by now. On the bright side, he'll be awesome at one-legged races. Or, if he wants to be a stork for Halloween.
Spending the day at the hospital isn't fun in anyone's book. At least the Handy Man was with me. And, the nurses brought me diet Coke.
All these doctor visits taught me one thing- doctors need to listen to moms. You're seeing my kid for ten minutes, I spend all day with him. Trust me. (I think I should have shirts made.)