This afternoon was very interesting. I had a wonderful morning with my mom. It's our Tuesday ritual to get together for some quality time. Then a series of events followed after we got home...
First I must say, my son has an obsessive thing with hair. He loves to pull it, especially if it belongs to one of his sisters. So after proceeding with pulling my hair, he was handed off to my nurse Rosie so I could recover (and to go get my camera). You see, I hate having my hair pulled. It hurts, especially with very sticky boy hands. So while I was gone fetching my camera, I came back to notice Jeffrey holding something in his hands. It was hair. Not blonde.... but brown. I became confused, until I noticed Karin, who was standing outside next to Rosie, rubbing her head with a frown on her face. He pulled a nice chunk (I mean chunk!) of her hair straight from her head, before she even realized it.
(The face of a naughty hair puller...beware!)
Karin was so worried about her hair. She asked to see herself, several times. After I took her in the bathroom, she carefully inspected the top of her head. I think the poor thing thought that her hair was gone. She was very upset with Jeffrey. Truth be told, I would be too, because he is probably the best hair puller in the Southwest. I will feel very sorry for all of the little girls in his Elementary School, because they will never see it coming. Anyways...we came in from outside, and I was busy in one of my foster daughter's room, when Rosie told me that Karin was limping. She had a splinter in her foot. As if she already hadn't been through enough, we spent about a half an hour trying to get the splinter out. I think she thought the needle and tweezers were torturing devices. They scared her to death. She screamed and cried so hard her stork bites from birth reappeared on top of her eyelids. They disappeared in her first year, and only make an appearance when she is horribly upset. Happy to report she recovered, but not without making it a very dramatic afternoon, as she tends to do. The proof is in the pictures above...
Karin was so worried about her hair. She asked to see herself, several times. After I took her in the bathroom, she carefully inspected the top of her head. I think the poor thing thought that her hair was gone. She was very upset with Jeffrey. Truth be told, I would be too, because he is probably the best hair puller in the Southwest. I will feel very sorry for all of the little girls in his Elementary School, because they will never see it coming. Anyways...we came in from outside, and I was busy in one of my foster daughter's room, when Rosie told me that Karin was limping. She had a splinter in her foot. As if she already hadn't been through enough, we spent about a half an hour trying to get the splinter out. I think she thought the needle and tweezers were torturing devices. They scared her to death. She screamed and cried so hard her stork bites from birth reappeared on top of her eyelids. They disappeared in her first year, and only make an appearance when she is horribly upset. Happy to report she recovered, but not without making it a very dramatic afternoon, as she tends to do. The proof is in the pictures above...
Also, Jeffrey's scope results came back fast! It is completely normal! So it looks like it is not EE, and just a very bad case of reflux, which should go away eventually. The doctor said we always need to have in the back of minds that he may develop allergies at any time, therefore EE can always be a possibility given our history. But I am so grateful that is not the case now, and hopefully never! Yay, for my naughty little hair-pulling boy!! :)
ohh dear! poor Karin! she sounds like a trooper though! Hannah is quite dramatic when she gets hurt too. the other day she hurt her foot and limped around all day with a dora bandaid on it.
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