Well, the last week of September was definitely one for the books. We played and soaked up every warm afternoon we could. We prepped for Josh's 31st birthday and on Friday, the boys and I were excited to surprise him with a Tres Leches Cake. The boys had the day off of school and it was going to be a team effort. But right as I put Ollie down for his nap and was starting on the cake, I got a knock on the door. A CPS worker was there, asking to come in, explaining that Ollie's recent ER visit sent up some red flags. She came in, stayed for 2+ hours, questioning me and my boys. She asked for a tour of the house and then insisted that I take Ollie to get a skeletal survey that afternoon (even though I had one scheduled for the next week). She wanted to "be sure I wasn't hiding anything". I got reported by the ER to CPS because of all of Oliver's broken bones this year. Apparently it's three strikes and you're out in baseball and doctor's visits.
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| such a sweet boy |
Anyways, the skeletal survey consisted of 36 different x-rays on his tiny body, a two hour procedure. Tessa, our dear friend, took the big boys to her house to play while I took Ollie to the hospital. Josh left school furious and confused and he told me later that night that it was the worst birthday ever, understandably. September, you sure had a way of wrapping it up, but let's never, ever, do that again. And three cheers to a three month long investigation.
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| We are all about fun new bugs in this house. |
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| At the hospital for some blood work. |
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| A trip to the park is a must on afternoons like this. |
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| These boys make me so happy! |
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| Happy Birthday, Daddy. |
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Worst birthday ever with the cutest crew ever. They make
the hard stuff all okay. |
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| We'll get this down, I'm sure. |
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| He loves the camera! |
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A hard day for this one but he was still smiling,
before, during, and after 36 x-rays.
He is my hero! |
The big boys felt sick but we finally got to eat a birthday dinner for Dad. Burgers, fries, and custard for the coolest 31 year old I know. Happy Birthday, Joshy.
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