Sweet freedom

Yeah! after 5 weeks in a cast, i got it cut off today, under Wyatt's watchful eye. You'll be happy to know I'm not including a photo of my hand and arm....
I just got released from Physical Therapy for my neck and ribs last week, (i spent every mother's day out day there for 5 weeks), and will now go back next week for some hand therapy. Can't wait.
The good news is that i can type better, but still not with my little sad pinky. The better news is that I can WASH MY HANDS.
I can also stop making up stories about why i have a cast....the truth got a little old after the 1000th time, so I started to 'embelish' some. I'm sure you are all shocked to hear that...
I flew to atlanta last week for a Junior League Leadership conference, and found that airport security takes casts pretty seriously. I was hoping for a free xray to check on my progress, but only got swabbed for drugs and explosives.
Oh, and this odd note: At said conference, there was also a gathering of 3000 archeologists. It was plainly obvious who was with which conference....

Comuppance

Just so you all know, my runaway mouth has been securley bequeathed to my children.
Last nite, my Bible study group was leaving my house, and Wyatt was helping me shut the door. As the last fellow left, Wyatt said, "Hey!" and my friend turned to look, "He looks fat!" said Wyatt in his loudest voice, as i slam the door quickly.
(This, from the kid who was too sick to get off the couch until three p.m. Thanks to a hearty dose of Motrin, he was jumping on the couch by six p.m.)
All this reminded me of a story from Jenna's 3rd year of life, that I will now share to further my humiliation.
She and I were in a packed elevator at Childrens Hospital, and there was a man with a tiny baby with a very large hemangioma on the side of her nose. The whole way down, I was talking to Jenna, hoping to distract her. When the doors opened,I breathed a sigh of relief as everyone began to file out. But they were all within earshot when Jenna exclaimed brightly, "That baby had a great, big red nose!"
I heard someone behind me gasp (as if I trained Jenna to say these things), but the father said nothing. He looked to be of foreign descent, so I console myself by saying that his English wasn't so great...

Happy Easter

We hope you all have had a wonderful Easter! The Curry family had a few moments that you might apprecitate:

Cutest: on thursday, wyatt & i go to bible study, and he must have discussed palm sunday b/c he was walking around saying, "hosanna! yeah, jesus!"

Most proud: Jennas sunday school teacher said today that she was so impressed with her b/c Jenna asked if she could lead the Lords Prayer for the class and she knew every word. Aaron started teaching this to the kids when they were 2, so he gets all the credit.

saddest: our fish, tracy, died after being part of our family for over 2 years. I wanted to avoid telling the kids, but aaron wants them to live in reality. so he says, "Kids. I want to show you something. (points to fish tank). Tracy is dead." the end. no one ever said he was a sensitive guy. I found jenna crying alone a few minutes later, while wyatt was gleefully helping aaron flush tracy. no telling what wyatt will flush next.
it did give us a great opportunity to talk about eternity, though.

it's freezing and rainy here...hope you all have a blessed day!

Slugger

wyatt started playing t-ball last month, and his team had their first game this week (the pre season tournament!)

he picked how to wear his hat:

the helmet was so big, i think it threw him off balance when he ran:

the funniest part was when he was runnig to second base and the opponent was standing on it. wyatt turned back to the first base coach, shrugged & yelled,"where am i supposed to stand?"

next practice, we're teaching him to push 'em off.

you all will be shocked to learn that i am on over enthusastic mom who, when the ball was rolling toward my son in right field, shouted, "Wyatt! get that ball!"

i turned to aaron & said,"I just became THAT mom!"