Hunter is one tough cookie! He is attending Weber State's Basketball camp this week. On Tuesday morning he was jumping for a ball, and tripped over someones foot. While he was on the ground another player stepped on his hand by accident, breaking his right pointer finger. The medics at the camp told him it was broken and they taped it up for him. When he got home from camp that day, he didn't mention anything about his finger. He opened the door to ask if he could go up to his friends house, and was gone. I didn't see him until later that evening, when he told me about his finger, I figured it wasn't broken because he had played all day without any medicine for the pain, so how bad could it be right? I sent him to camp the next day, honestly thinking it was just jammed or something. When he came home from camp his finger looked pretty ragged. It was swollen at the knuckles, black and blue, and was crooked. So I decided to take him to the doctor. They did x-rays and sure enough it was broken. They splinted it up, but scheduled an appointment with an orthopedic surgeon first thing the next morning. They wanted to make sure it healed correctly since it is his pointer finger on his right hand. So bright and early this morning we met with the orthopedic doctor. He put Hunter's finger in a brace so that it could not move and stayed perfectly straight, and told us to come back in two weeks for more x-rays to see if it is healing properly. Then he added, no basketball. Hunter did not like this at all. It was the last day of camp, and they were playing their championship games. I am probably a terrible mother because I let him go to basketball camp anyway. I figured he's been to camp the last 2 days with his broken finger and today it was actually wrapped and somewhat protected. Although, I made him promise me that he would be careful with his finger. He went and had a really fun day. His team won the 5 on 5 championship game, and his 3 on 3 team went to the final 2 but lost. He also went to the finals for the lightning game (foul shots), which is really good for a kid with a broken finger.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Mckell, Lexi, and I decided to go buy some flowers to plant in the front flowerbeds. As we were planting, Mckell let out a giant scream and started running away from the flowers. I asked her if she saw a spider or something and she told me that their was a snake back behind the bush. Honestly, I didn't believe her because in the 10 years that we've lived in this house I have NEVER seen a snake. She kept insisting that their was a big snake, so I went to check it out. Sure enough we had a snake.
Sunday, June 10, 2012
My younger brother, Mitch, got married to the cutest girl, Toni, yesterday. It was a day packed with wedding ceremonies, luncheons, and receptions. We started off the morning with a vietnamese wedding ceremony.
The past week, it has been so hot. However, last night a cold front came in, and it was COLD! We passed out blankets and jackets to keep people warm during the reception. Mckell is sporting Christians old officer jacket. However, once she started dancing the jacket was off. I really don't know how she didn't freeze to death, she must have really been dancing hard.