day 4

This morning we toured Mrs Baird's bread factory. It was interesting and fun. We had 23 in our group, and then there were some other groups with ours. Everyone had to take off all their jewelry and no phones or cameras were allowed in the plant. We wore nets on our hair, and helmets with speakers in them so we could hear, and had to stay inside the white lines. It was very organized. It was fun to see the bread and all the steps to making hamburger buns and loaves. They make 18 different products in all. R took a picture of all the kiddos in front of a giant inflatable loaf of bread, as soon as she posts it I will copy one here too.

This afternoon some of us had dentist appointments. Some of us will go back tomorrow.

This evening we went to a concert in the park. We brought a picnic and joined some friends for a frolicking fun evening of jazz music, eating and laughing. It was very very pleasant.

We also had some accidents today. This morning Lu dropped a 2 lb weight on her big toe. It bled and bruised and I think she might lose the nail :(
This afternoon Brother was playing at a friends, actually he and H both got invited to play at the Cooks and when I went to pick H up for the dentist he came out limping with a bandaged toe. I was told he cut it and was waiting for me to clean it. Well I was running to the dentist and said I'd do it when I got back. When we got back he had his shoes on and they told me he had it cleaned and put neosporin on it and a band-aid. Ok, great. Off to the picnic we all went.

Well, after that I went home and got stuff for Brother to sleep over with EC and to bring the girls back here to sleep over I finally got a look at the toe. It was a pretty bad cut, and his foot was kind of dirty so by the time I got home with the girls I was fretting over it. I told Beloved that he should go take a look because tomorrow we are supposed to go swimming and I was worried about taking him to a public pool.

Side note: years ago I remember camping one summer and Julie's Aunt Kristy was there. She was so funny and was a songwriter to boot. One song she wrote that just cracked my mom up was about an over protective mother. Each verse described the perils that can befall someone in the most innocent situations and ended with "and then you'll die". Sadly, I am that mother. I've come to terms with it. Beloved is equally bad and we feed off each other. This is not to say that I think this is a bad thing. On the contrary I love it about him. I don't have to worry about the children while they are in his care, I know he is careful. He might not put them to bed, but he won't lose them either.

anwyay I asked him what he thought, and did he want to go look at it. Which he did not. A little while of worrying later I decided the foot must be soaked, with salt water, the magical cure all. So we called over. No answer. Texted. No response. After a little debate I headed over. No one answered the door. Now I felt silly and headed home, only to learn that Beloved had in the meantime headed over himself. I believe he snuck into their backyard and knocked on the kitchen window to gain access to the boy's toe.

we are pathetic.

In our defence antibiotic resistant staph was just diagnosed at our elementary school and we all know how bad that is AND our little friend Jared cut his foot on a hoe and a week later was in the hospital with cellulits, also not good. and lastly at least we're good song fodder.