No More MONKEYS Jumping on the Bed

WELL... we almost made it to 2 years old

without a single trip to the doctor except for shots...

THEN... our weekend at The River

came to an abrupt halt

Sunday night.

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Brady was jumping on the bed in the camper

and hit the metal window

seal right along the bridge of his nose.

It made the whole travel trailer shake.

Poor little guy..

I was sitting 10 inches from him putting in his movie,

and didn't turn around in time

to even slow down his crash...
It swole up immediately, and of course scared me to death too..

(I'm 42 years old, and don't LOVE to be frightened any more...)

Needless to day, we jumped in the truck

and drove 35 minutes

to the emergency room in Weatherford..

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I never even stopped to realize I was still bare footed ,

with a two day old river ponytail

and Brady was only wearing a diaper.

(YES.. we fully looked the part of the "white-trash" couple in the ER)

BUTTTTTTTTTTTTT

Head injuries, and fever just freak me out....

ANYWAY... by the time we left the hospital

he was blowing kisses to the nurse

and counting in Spanish while they took his blood pressure...
SO... other than that....

We had a fabulous weekend...

Before our head trauma............

Brady helped his daddy work on the tractor (and went for many rides) along the way..
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He put on his hat, let me do both the sunscreen, and the bug spray

like a true River Rat Kid...

All he cared about was getting in the boat, or playing in the water..

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And if me saying it isn't proof enough...

Just look at that sweet face

NOW... that is a boy who loves the water...

He just can't seem to get enough.

HE asks to go to the "RIBBER" as soon as he wakes up,

and all day in between until it's so dark outside

he can no longer see it or forgets it's there.

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That's when we have to get the colors out and begin our other adventures..

It is truly amazing what you can do

when there is no tv or Internet to distract you.

I think that is my favorite part of being at The River.

It is the complete package of "family time"....
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My little Budding Artist...

He sees me painting all the time and thinks it must be something fabulous to do

since I am always putting it up when he comes around..

So... this weekend I surprised Brady and bought him his own set of paints.

He is completely CRAZY about rocks

so we decided that they would be the perfect thing to paint.

And of course the River is in no short supply of ROCKS...

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However....

I am guessing the rocks got a tad boring

because in the time it took me to turn around and get my camera....

he was already on to painting legs..

I must say... He seemed to enjoy it more. haha
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OUR weekend ended with the happiest day of all.

My mom and step dad came out on Monday to spend the day with us..

Brady was already back to his normal "wild man" self after

his ordeal the night before.

Grandi however nearly had the "big one" when she saw his face...

So we eased her tension by taking her on a little ride. hee hee

I've secretly got to say this was one of the funnest parts of my weekend..

I laughed so hard I nearly couldn't drive..

Mom and I decided that if we'd wave we could be in a parade.

(AND in some towns.. by golly that's all it takes)

We were officially a float.
So.... we ended our wonderful weekend celebrating in a festival all our own..

Sometimes it's actually more fun!!!

SPACE

May we all have a day that's worthy of a parade.