In May, my accident-prone husband (although he resents and refuses to use that terminology) once again had a trip to hospital (and a few days staying there) after cutting his arm with a knife, being in somewhat of an awkward position whilst trying to cut a pipe inside a roof space at the shop. He severed 3 tendons. His arm has been healing well, and has been discharged from the fracture clinic and now is just attending occupational therapy. The doctors say tendon strength is completely back, and it's now just a matter of working on flexibility and building up general strength. His arm was in various casts for 6-8 weeks. It seems to be something new each week with that boy, this week's drama was him attempting "death by itchy-grub". It didn't work.
Miss A is doing well in her schooling, and I will update the home-school blog shortly (if I remember, pregnancy brain has hit me hard this time :D), and is gaining confidence in being able to read. L is encouraging her in a new hobby - photography, and she has taken to it quite well, some of the below pictures are her handiwork, she will be the "official photographer" of the new bub.
Master B is also coming out of his shell a lot more, he even announces his name when asked to at Sabbath School, which I was starting to doubt would ever happen. He has never been as withdrawn as Miss A, though.
We've had all the birthdays in our household for the year, apart from the obvious one that will occur in the not too distant future, I am now ten times as old as my son, and six times as old as my daughter, and beginning a new decade. Hmm.
As I'm sure you are getting tired of reading, here are some recent pictures:
Pictures Miss A has taken:
Ankle
Master B, and Miss A's toy ladybird
Our little chicken coop
lavender from our front yard
L's birthday
li'l ponies
Some other photos, but not taken by Miss A:
trying to fill Daddy's big boots
helping out at Daddy's shop
A very big fish for a little boy
L couldn't resist taking a photo of his stitches, this was after his surgery and two weeks of being in a plaster cast
And finally, pics from Agrotrend 2011:
It was awfully tempting to buy one of these this year :D
Miss A on the steps of a rather massive tractor, we all felt quite dwarfed by it, actually
Master B, wishing he were bigger
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