My dad and step-mother are in town, they got here on Friday. They are staying with my sister, or at least they did this weekend. So, we spent Saturday at my sister's house (much to Scott's chagrin, no yard work happened, but it rained, so it was ok - or at least it wouldn't have happened anyway...). We let the kids play and we got ready for Sunday. After all, Saturday is a special day. It is the day we get ready for Sunday.
Sunday was Sarah Ann's blessing day (my niece, if you didn't catch on to that). So, we spent Sunday at my sister's too. It was a great day. We had lots of family there and it was great! I love it when there is an excuse to all get together! My sister did a great job getting food together, and we had more cookies than we could see over. That is alright, we did a good job on getting them eaten. The only one scare of the day was Stephen picking a fight with a crock put full of meatballs. He lost, but not too badly. Those meatballs were trouble from the start anyway. (They weren't quite warm when it was time to eat, so everyone had cold meatballs. Maybe that is what got Stephen all riled up about them, I don't know) :)
Anyway - I now know how you make an entire house full of people stop and stare. A loud crash, a crying child, and then a frantic cold water hose down in the kitchen sink. My Aunt is a nurse, she was right there with me and checking him out. She saw the bruise before I did. And that is all that there was. No burns (that is good, because the burns on his fingers from him checking out a heat lamp earlier this week have not yet healed), just a bruise on his nose, and a little under his eye. These pictures were taken this morning. Once he calmed down, he was back to normal and playing around with all the other kids.
I know I'm really in for a lot more adventures like this. One curious boy and another one on the way. I'm sure I'll know the quickest way to the emergency room here soon.
All smiles this morning, but you can see the bruises.

Here is the happy boy again. This is a good shot of the eye and of that new molar. (If I had waited a few more minutes to take this pictures, you would see his new bump above that eyebrow... sigh, adventures...)