Cubs T-Ball

Landon had another game this weekend and the kid is still pretty clueless...but at least he's cute!  I am vowing to get out with him at least 3 days this week to practice...this kid will get it by the end of the season; mark my words...just don't hold me to them :)

He seriously has two of the best coaches and they adore him - always make comments on how cute he is and that he's "worth the price of admission", haha... The coaches are so helpful with him and always cheering him on when he finally gets it!

We all need a little help from our friends :)

Michael Jordan tongue!

There's that tongue again!

Making his T to throw the ball!

Such a cute little team!

He HATES running with the helmet on, haha.

Love little hands - GO CUBS!

1st T-ball Game

Landon had his first T-ball game this past Saturday!  I took a ton of pictures with my big girl camera, but haven't uploaded them yet...so for now enjoy the ONE I took with my phone and two cute videos. One of Landon batting and one of his girl Avery (but with Landon running home after her hit)!  To say this game was comical is an understatement!  These kids have no clue what they are doing, but they are having a BLAST and that's all that matters and it's so fun to watch!

                                          

The After {parade} Party

***Warning - graphic photos in this post ***

After the cutest parade in town was over - we were headed back to the car to head home because we had other things to do that day.  Apparently the other things we had to do that day were not so important - not as important as spending some quality time at the hospital and oral surgeon's office.

At the jamboree there was a vendor booth set up where kids could "pitch" into a pitching net (which is maybe a foot wider than me and maybe 6 inches taller than me) - there was someone behind the net with a radar app on his phone telling the kids how fast they were pitching.  Before the parade Zane even through the ball a couple times - granted, he doesn't throw hard yet, but he even over threw the net a couple times. As the three of us were walking away from it, I said to him "that isn't very safe" - because right behind the net was a concrete pathway to the bathrooms and to the parking log - you know, where many people would be walking all day??  Ugh.

After the parade, we were headed to the car on the dreaded pathway.  Out of nowhere a baseball comes flying towards my head.  I never saw it coming, but I do remember it hitting me (I don't remember, but am told that I was then thrown into the brick wall that was next to me and face planted it) - the next thing I remember is I had my hand over my mouth and could taste blood.  I pulled my hand away and there was a ton of blood.  I started yelling that I was hurt.  I yelled at Zane to call daddy, he instantly started to cry (I am sure I looked like I had just been murdered with how much blood there was). One of the dad's on Landon's team came running over - he saw the whole thing.  He grabbed my phone and called Josh (who was working in Seattle).  Another guy grabbed a medic kit while another one called 911.  It was insane.  Two mom's grabbed the boys and started walking them around calming Zane down - Landon thought it was pretty cool; little punk!  We are in a "small" town now and there was a big fire somewhere and all of the fire department were out on that call, so the ambulance was taking a long time and so was Josh since he was coming from Seattle.  My injuries were not 911 worthy, but I couldn't drive myself either.  One of the guys who came to my rescue asked if he could drive my to the hospital and I said it was fine.  He then called Josh to let him know and Josh met us there.

The only nice thing about a head injury is that you get some pretty quick service at the ER!  I was instantly taken into a room and had a CT scan within 10 minutes.  My hands were covered in blood, my face was covered, my hair was matted with it - I really think I probably looked like a zombie from a horror film.  After a short-while the doctor came in and said the good news was that my head was fine...but the bad news was that I fractured my upper jaw and knocked two teeth back (not out completely thankfully).  He consulted with an oral surgeon who said I needed to head to her office immediately.

The boys had been so good at the hospital, but they hadn't eaten lunch and we had no idea what all would be done at the oral surgeon's office or how long we'd be.  I called a coworker who has watched the kids before and thankfully she had no problem coming over to watch them.  She grabbed McDonald's for them on her way - God-sent!

Off to the oral surgeon's office we went...all the way down in the U-District!  She had already reviewed my CT scan and already had a plan of attack and all of the instruments set up before we got there - pretty great service.  And she was AWESOME!  She took a couple more X-rays, then numbed me up and popped my two teeth back into place.  Yes, it is as gross as it sounds like - it was not fun. The worst part was the numbing of the roof of my mouth; my pallet.  AHHHHHH.  I about jumped out of the chair.  She then put on a sweet set of braces (5 or 6 of them) to act as a splint for my teeth and then she stitched up the gnarly hole in my lip (my lip is what hurt the worst out of everything if you can believe it).

The first couple days the swelling was horrific - I could hardly move my mouth to talk, eat or drink...three of my favorite past times!  The pain was never really unbearable, but I think I have a really high pain tolerance...so who knows, maybe I'm just a tough chick.

This past Friday I headed back to the oral surgeon's office for a follow-up and learned that I will need 2 root canals on the two teeth that were knocked out and the braces will stay on for 4-6 weeks.  My teeth are hurting me a lot more now than before...I cannot bite anything while chewing or accidentally touch my top teeth to my lower when talking or it really hurts.  They are still not 100% secure, still lose and that trips me out.  The surgeon said that is normal and will take 4-6 weeks to fully heal and get more secure.

The swelling is almost gone, but the numbing in my lip is still there and may be forever - they don't know.  We won't know for awhile as it can take a year for the feeling to come back.  I will be glad when the root canals are over and I can just start to heal.

You may be wondering who's going to pay for all of this??  I know that was one of the first thoughts on my mind because I know how crappy dental insurance is and I knew this was going to probably cost a small fortune when all said and done.  The league has taken full responsibility for it so far - they have opened a claim with their insurance and now we are waiting on their approval which of course they are taking forever on.  They are getting statements from witnesses (which thankfully there were plenty of people who were willing to give their accounts) and going through the motions with the insurance company.  If by some odd chance they deny the claim, we will be seeking an attorney to help us through the process, but I'm hoping we don't need to go that route. Had I been sitting at a baseball game behind the fence and a pop fly ball came over and hit me then I'd have to chalk that up to bad timing and shit happens - but this was 100% preventable and they are damn lucky it was me and not one of my kids (or any kid for that matter).  I think that it'll all work out in the end, but I'm a little on edge until I know for sure!

To be continued I'm sure...

T-Ball

Landon had his first T-ball practice tonight (last night's was rained out).  He definitely has a lot to learn, but he did great and he had a good time (which really is all that matters).  Josh and I both said after that we should probably go throw the ball around with him a bit - he really was clueless!  But he's 4 and has never played before, so you have to start somewhere!

He looked adorable and listened to his coach very well!