Finally!!

T-ball practice started 3 weeks ago. We had our first practice and the last 3 have been canceled due to rain. Thankfully God held back the rain until minutes after practice finished tonight. I was more excited than they were I think.

Jenna decided in the van that she didn't want to play today. That was it. Anyone who knows Jenna personally knows that Jenna is VERY hard headed. So, I tried to play it cool. I didn't push it. I knew if I argued with her she would definitely not do it. We made it to the field and everyone ran out to the coaches. Jenna, however, had other plans. She stood in one spot with her head down in complete pout mode. I left her there by the field and went to sit down. I was secretly wishing for her to pick up her head and joyfully skip onto the field. Knowing that she wasn't going to do that, I would have settled for a grouchy trudge onto the field. After about 10 minutes, she did just that.


Syd hit the ball and ran to get it. When Ethan picked the ball up she proceeded to pull her hat down and scream at the top of her lungs. She was FURIOUS!!!

Notice the ball is behind her! That happened A LOT!!

She wanted nothing to do with practice. She didn't listen, she didn't follow directions, and eventually she had Ethan wanting to quit. I tried to sit back and let the coaches guide, but it wasn't going great. So, I walked to the dugout and talked to them both. Ethan willingly went back out to the field and happily finished practice. Jenna, on the other hand, still wandered around the field and refused to participate. I was so annoyed! Jenna pushes it with any new authority figure. She tries to push it as far as she can. The coaches don't want to tell her what to do. So, she didn't do anything she was supposed to. Ugh! I'm gonna just sit back and try to enjoy it. Even if she never pays a bit of attention.

Ethan wanted that ball. He's getting ready to yell at Syd.

Is It Broken???

Don't you hate when you don't know how serious an illness or injury is? On Friday the 18th I received a phone call at work. It's never good when the school calls. The kids were on a field trip to the Evansville Children's Museum and had stopped at a playground on the way home.

Jenna, our tiniest munchkin of all, fell from nearly the top of the slide. The reason I can't give exact details is because the 6+ teachers/aide's weren't watching. They had to ask the other kids to show them where she was. She was holding and favoring her left arm the entire way home and I needed to meet the bus to check her out.
I wasn't going to do this, but why in the world wouldn't someone have their eye on probably the most dangerous piece of play equipment in the entire park? The kids are ages 3 to 5!! Okay, I got that out of my system.

Anyway, I looked her over and besides a few scratches on her head, nothing was bruised or swollen. I decided to let it go. I couldn't help but wonder if I was making the right decision. Do fractures swell or bruise? I had no idea. So, I called After Hours on Saturday to ask what they thought. They assured me that it could wait until Monday without doing anymore harm. So, I wrapped her arm and iced it. I knew it hurt because she flinched and winced in her sleep when I pushed on it.
By Monday she was pretty much back to normal. Tuesday we met our friends Ashley & Trisha at the playground. Jenna fell when she was getting off the slide and landed on her arm again. After that, I knew I needed to get it checked out.
Wednesday we went down and had it X-rayed. She has a greenline (greenstick) fracture. The plan is to take it easy and pray she doesn't injure it more. We didn't splint it because the Dr. said it should heal fine on its own. Praise God it wasn't more serious. Poor girl!! She was such a trooper!