I usually don’t post about my personal life, but I have to share some stuff from this weekend.
First, my five year old son is in Taekwon-do. Normally, a white belt would go to yellow tab, then yellow belt, green tab, green belt, and so on. But with juniors, this group makes them go through degrees of white belt (black stripe, red stripe, blue stripe, and green stripe) before they can get the yellow tab. Well, he’s been going for about 4 months now, and he finally got his yellow tab (first step towards black belt, is what they say). So congratulations to my boy.
Second, I learned about some exciting stuff happening with my son’s Taekwon-Do class. There is a “secret seminar” on December 9, and I have been given the lowdown by Mr. Howard, the owner and instructor at Global Taekwon-Do. I don’t want to give out any details, but if this turns out to be as cool as I think it is going to be, then I recommend going out to the website in a couple of weeks. I am excited about it.
Third, after I got over all the excitement of the Taekwon-Do stuff, we woke up this morning went to church, and my 2 year-old daughter fell in Sunday School and split her chin WIDE open. My wife and I were trying to teach a class full of crazy 4 year olds, and they came in and grabbed my wife without telling me what was going on. So here I was, wondering what was happening, and starting to freak out. Finally, they came and told me, then found some other teachers to take our class, and off we went to the clinic. She ended up having 5 stitches.
So here I am, trying not to cry and trying not to hit something at the same time while my little girl is screaming at the top of her lungs because the nurse and doctor are cleaning this gash, then putting other stuff to deaden the pain, then sewing it up. It was horrible. And the kicker is that neither one of my 5 and 4 year old boys have ever had a cut or broken bone (thank God), and my two year old daughter isn’t half their age and she’s already got 5 stitches to her name. Well, at least it is under the chin and not out there for everyone to see.
It may be sexist, but I don’t want my little girl to have any scars like that. I don’t care if my boys have a couple of scars. Scars just make men interesting, and it gives them plenty of material to make up cool stories (not that I would condone that – by the way, did I ever tell you about the time I stormed a bunker and jumped on a grenade to save 20 soldiers?).
And fourth and final, my Dallas Cowboys pulled out a win over the NY Giants. That was awesome.
So anyway, crazy weekend. Here’s to hoping for a quiet week!
Vet
Sam,
Actually I have been there. My now 5 year old son had a bad virus a few years back and had to go to the hospital for three days. My wife and I were in the ER when they were trying to get an IV in him. I found out later that one of the people trying to do the IV (one of the 5 unsuccessful attempts) was a resident who had never done an IV on a infant / toddler, and they thought it would be a good opportunity for him to learn. Of course, they didn’t tell me that at the time, and I threatened to tear the hospital down around their ears when I found out.
Michael
My son had to go to the hospital a few months ago after going head-first off of a slide. He had a contusion (nothing too bad, really) but they had to give him an IV because he was getting dehydrated. Now picture holding your own son down while he screams and pleads with you so the nurse can stick a needle in his vein! UGH! I feel your pain, brother!
My son busted his chin open at about the same age. Kids heal a lot better and faster than adults do. I think he got 3 stitches, but you can’t see a thing. They heal so fast it’s surreal, like you can nearly see it happen before your very eyes. As you get older it takes a lot longer to heal.
My wife has a tiny scar beneath her nose from a dog bite. It makes for a good story, but no one would ever notice it unless she said something.