Week ending 1-22-17

Tuesday: Anderson helps me clean out the oven.  

He was so good at getting paper towels, scrubbing the oven, and throwing them away. 

That is, until he saw an empty juice box in the garbage. 

After that, he held on to it while he scrubbed. 

Wednesday: Samuel and Anderson singing in the tub. 

Then I heard crying and went down to the basement to find Thomas bent over with toilet paper pressed to the back of a bleeding head. 

And a huge puddle of blood on the floor. 

Everyone was really excited as we love injuries. 

Thomas was really brave and said it didn't hurt that much. Apparently he and Spencer were goofing off and chasing each other when Thomas flopped back on his bed to avoid being spanked by Spencer and hit his head on the chair rail where it ends by the window. 

His head was a mess of blood and hard to find where the bleeding was even coming from. 

I took him to urgent care and the nurse used this little syringe to try to wash it, but it didn't do any good. 

On the bottom of the photo you can see where the hair was still stuck to his scalp. The nurse gingerly picked through it, certain there was another cut under there. Evenutally she got it washed up and it was just the one little cut, less than an inch long. 

Waiting for the P.A. to come in after getting really cold trying to wash his hair. 

The tiny stapler putting in the staples. 

Three staples. 

When we got home Makenna and Samuel were playing Nativity. Makenna was an angel and Samuel was Joseph. 

I'm not sure who took this one. 

Thomas took a shower and cleaned out his hair. Now it's easier to see the 3 staples. 

Thursday: The joys of homeschooling! Stopping in the middle to enjoy spontaneous hot chocolate when the snow started falling. 

Friday: Another sponatenous break to watch the snow. I came into the dining room to find all 9 kids watching the huge flakes. 

And being silly. I love them goofing off together. It makes my  heart sing. 

The beginning of the snow accumulation. We got 6+ inches by the next morning. 

Samuel looking handsome outside. 

Saturday morning I woke up to find Sam with a girly robe on, his hat, and his backpack full of junk. He sleeps with his hat and toys lots of nights. 

They wanted me to take a picture of them both with their own bowls, own boxes of Cheerios, and own gallon of milk.