I did a Valentines party for my kids at school last Friday. I think I am finally recovered. We had a blast. I provided the Valentines, cupcakes, candy and treats. It was a lot of work, but the kids had a BLAST. I don't think I will put myself through that kind of heck again this year. It took me two days to recover. Enjoy the picks.
So, for those who were not aware of what has happened...we as a family went to visit my family in the Valley. My parents were brave enough to drive Brock and my niece and nephew, while my sister and I and our husbands flew. We had just arrived to my Uncle Bob's and Aunt BB's and my niece, Morgan came running to me. She was screaming, "Brock broke his arm and we are heading to the emergency room." I hadn't even had a chance to grab a nice cocktail. For those who know my family, anytime we get together, that is the first thing we go to...DRINKS. So, I get in my cousin Randy's vehicle and we headed off. I had thought about the time that a time like this would come, and I had invisioned that I would be a nutcase. I was really calm, surprisingly. Although, my brother in law, Brent and Randy did EVERYTHING! I just was there for "momma love". On the way to the hospital, Brock tells me he had broken his arm from falling off the zipline. Then he said it was really fun, even when he broke his arm. He wanted to do it again, but his arm wouldn't let him. He was truly really calm. I was surprised about all of our emotions. Anyhow, the best part was when the doctors were wrapping the blood pressure wrap around his other arm, and inserting the needle, he was so sarcastic (I wonder where he gets this from). He says, "I am not sure which one of you went to medical school, but you are working on the wrong arm!" HILARIOUS!