word has now come down that he shattered the right side of his jaw and fractured the left.
He’s a nice kid, so any thoughts or well-wishes you could send his way would be appreciated…
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Update on Cody
I just talked to my sister in law, and the word is that Cody’s dentist sent him to the emergency room last night with a broken jaw.
I would like to re-state, for the record, that your kids should be wearing helmets on bikes, skateboards, scooters, and the like. Hell, all of you adults should too…
Yesterday afternoon, my nephew’s buddy came over for a visit and possibly a trip to Lake Lanier to do a little wakeboarding. While the boys were waiting to leave, this friend decided to do some tooling around on his mountain version of a skateboard. If you’re not familiar with them, they look like this:
Next thing we know, Cody’s leaning up against his truck bleeding from his chin, his palms, both sides of his stomach (where he’s ground down the flesh nearly to the bone where the sides of his pelvis are), he’s busted his lip badly and we’re not sure at that point about his teeth or his noggin.
See, Cody was riding this thing on the street barefoot with no shirt and no helmet. And apparently he had just six months prior had the first of three or four surgeries to repair a horribly broken upper jaw after an accident saw him drive his own knee basically through his top teeth and more.
The reason I post this is that I don’t care that kids don’t think helmets look cool. They need to wear them. My nephew doesn’t ask not to wear a helmet to football practice, yet he and his buddies will tear off on scooters and all modes of transport dressed only in shorts.
Parents, tell your kiddies that the rules are simple: No shoes, no shirt, no helmet = No riding.
By the way, we’re still waiting to hear how Cody’s doing. When his parents came to get him, the dentist was already waiting for him to assess the damage. We were also a bit concerned about a concussion, but we’ll see what happens when we know more…
I have been off for what seems like a year even though it’s only been ten days. Our first family vacation was a HUGE success, complete with retarded touristy t-shirts, post cards, shotglasses, etc.
The weekend after we got home from Hilton Head gave us some good times too. Sunday was an all day watchracingeateggedfoodgetdrunkapalooza that saw my friends Fred and Ethel over at my house for the second consecutive Memorial Day Sunday to watch three races:
The Indy 500
The Grand Prix of Monaco
The Coke 600
And for the second year in a row, Fred got sleepy and left before the 600 was over, which is starting to get annoying. LOL
Also in attendance were our neighbors Stephen and Amanda, who have now been roped in to teaching 1Doh how to swim.
Yesterday was an awesome day of poolside relaxation, cooking a pile of food and staying up WAY too late with company over considering it was a school night for those of us that are lucky enough to have to work at 6am.
Needless to say, I am beyond tired and considering a cup or 47 of our delicious institutional coffee. That should tell you how desperate I am.
Today I will spend the bulk of what little free time I have exchanging some sunglasses, getting bigger kitchen trash bags over at the Berkley and Jensen’s, and hopefully uploading all of my vacation pictures to Flickr.com
And don’t worry. I’ll post a link so you don’t miss a minute of my hot topless action. Of me. Topless.
Enjoy and have a great Tuesday everybody.
As the wife and I were sitting here chuckling over a few comments from ESPN’s The Sports Guy and his latest column, we started thinking about a few funny things that happened during this vacation.
Here are a few in no particular order:
I walked out of our room during a moment where Lauren had just gotten out of the tub and was not yet dressed, Sophia was on the floor in a diaper but no pajamas, and the wife was off somewhere looking for said pajamas.
As I came out of the room, I saw 1Doh bent over holding her butt and displaying her umm…butthole about six inches from her sister’s face. I said “LAUREN!! Stop showing your sister your brown-eye!” I immediately heard laughter from the wife in the other room.
This morning at 6:30am, 1Doh got up and came into our room and climbed into bed, and about five minutes later started saying “I need my beebee,” over and over again.
After about ten or fifty of these, I said “Baby, you don’t need your beebee.”
She replied “Daddy, I love you. But I need my beebee.”
Sophia farting in my wife’s lap at the pool so loudly that the other people around the baby pool all simultaneously snapped their heads around. (Or at least that what my wife said).
1Doh asking nineteen miles from our Tae Kwon Do “Are we almost home?” Then, rougly 30 miles from home asking “Daddy, are we near the beach?”
I’m sure I’ll think of more.
Oh yeah, on day one the elder urchin had been out on the porch coloring and had been inside for a while, and while she was inside, someone closed the sliding glass door.
Then, about 15 minutes later, 1Doh got up to head back out for more coloring and hit the middle of the door at a four year old’s excited pace right with the end of her nose.
Yes it was sad right then, but later when we reflected on it, it really was funny. Especially when she insisted on drawing a picture of a girl with an X thru her and hanging it eye high with a band-aid, mostly to remind her not to walk into or thru said sliding glass door.
My mom saying “You guys enjoy the rest of your week. Let me know if you find my black bra.”
Yikes.
Me losing and not losing my ring and my iPod as well and then writing my obscenity-laced tirade about the latter.
More to follow…
What say you?