I think I'm ready to talk about last Saturday now. It started off just like any other Saturday. The kids and I got out of bed, had breakfast and I let Jillian Michaels torture me in the form of her Yoga Meltdown video. Then I got the kids dressed and went to take a shower and get ready for the day. I was planning on taking the kids to a dinosaur park in the area that we had never been to before.
I actually made it through my entire shower before Emma Mae came screaming to me that Jake had hurt her. She was holding onto her left arm at the elbow and she was crying hysterically. Just like any other day around here. So, being the mother of the year 2012, I told her that she was okay and if she didn't stop crying then we wouldn't be able to go see the dinosaurs. I told her to go sit on the couch and try to calm down while I got dressed.
Well. She never did calm down. So I threatened her with a trip to the doctor instead of a trip to the dinosaurs. And lo and behold, my almost three year old looked at me and said "mama, I WANT to go to the doctor so he can make my boo boo feel better." So then I knew we really had a problem.
I loaded both kids up in the car and left for the nearest urgent care. The place we go is the best. We never have to wait and the staff is so nice and caring. So, if you have to go to urgent care I hope you can find one as good as ours.
We walked in with me holding Emma Mae who was still crying hysterically and Jake marched himself up to the reception desk and told the girl "hi, I'm Jake and this is my sister Emma. I pulled on her arm and hurt her." I was amazed. Who was this child acting so grown up and taking full responsibility for his actions?
Well. Long story short. Jake had pulled Emma by her hand and jerked her from a sitting position up to a standing position. Which dislocated her elbow. The way to fix a dislocated elbow in a two year old is just to straighten the arm out. So, that's what the doctor did. And Emma Mae did not like it. Then they took her back to do an x-ray just to be sure nothing else was going on. She was still crying and of course they made me hold her down cause I'm the mama and apparently that's in my contract somewhere. She was a little distraught on the first x-ray but completely hysterical on the second when the tech had to twist her thumb a little bit. So they sent us back to a room for a dose of codeine laced tylenol and waited ten minutes to take the second x-ray. Poor little Emma. I told her they had to do a second x-ray to make sure her arm was fixed and she said she wanted me to do it because that doctor was making her very angry. A little codeine and an orange popsicle later, the pain had subsided enough to take the second x-ray and determine everything was okay. As soon as Emma showed them she could use her arm they let us leave.
The kids promptly told me they still wanted to go see the dinosaurs. I took them because I thought they both deserved a treat after being so brave and responsible in the midst of adversity.
The dino park was so cool. Jake looked like he had died and gone to heaven. As soon as we walked into the place he ran up to this huge t-rex head, threw his arms around it and said "OH! I JUST LOVE YOU!" Have I told you he has a flair for the dramatic?
I was able to get my geek on and learn lots of useful facts about dinosaurs. Like this stegasaurus for instance. Scientists think that this was the dumbest dino ever. His brain was the size of a walnut. Too little to even control a body as big as he had. They had a bundle of nerves over a rear leg twenty times bigger than their brain to control movement. Weird. And cool. Come on, that's cool.
I'm sure this guy will be coming soon to a nightmare near you. Look at those claws. He looks fierce. But actually, scientists think they used those long claws to dig for insects. Wow. Um, excuse me mister dino? Maybe the reason your kind became extinct was because you didn't know how to use what your mama gave you.
We went from seeing Emma Mae's arm bones to digging for bones of some of the largest creatures to ever live all in one day. And after all that when I asked Emma what her favorite part of the day was she said "eating a popsicle!"