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Tonight, Charlie ranked his medicines, just for fun. His favorite is the berry flavored Motrin, which is of course 80% sugar; second is the bubble gum flavored antibiotic, which is “kind of icky,” according to Charlie. Third is the Lortab, which is truly disgusting.

Not that I have tasted it or anything. That you know of.

I am of course relieved that the most addictive of the meds is his least favorite, although when I told Chris that I was trying to limit how much he took because it IS addictive, she said, “What’s he going to do, ride his tricycle to the corner to score more?”

Good point.

Today was a better day, although we still don’t have our feet back under us. My neighbor brought us lunch, and when she called I said, “I have to warn you — my house is a mess.”

“I’m sure it’s fine,” she said.

“There’s a pair of little boy underpants on the ottoman in the office, and a box of tampons on the dining room table. The underwear is clean and the tampons are unused, but there they are. Just so you know.”

She came over anyway, which is a true testament to our friendship, I think. And really, the box of tampons was hardly noticeable, what with the four loads of laundry that are ALSO piled on the dining room table.

We’re all in the playroom now; Wade is reading to the kids, Henry is playing with his Bionicles, and Charlie is riding the Lortab high. He’s currently wandering in circles behind the sofa, holding his broken arm aloft in front of him with his good hand. He’s giggling and insisting that everyone kiss him. Like a drunk undergrad at a fraternity kegger.

I have seen his future, and it scares me. Possibly more even than the broken arm.

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Danger Boy had to take Vicodin for a wicked ear infection. I asked him how he felt. “I am in less pain? Yes. Do I feel like I’m losing my mind? Absolutely.”

One step forward is better than none!

Oh, he’s mooshingly sweet….

It’s gotta be wrong that I’m laughing so hard at the sage of Charlie’s broken arm, but you ARE that funny.

Also, that would be “saga” and not “sage” up there.

OMG, that is too cute. And so was Danger Boy. Don’t you kind of like when you glimpse the possible young man in there? It always makes me chuckle. One day, the Monster had his new clip on tie on with his tshirt and jeans. So funny!

Hugs to all!!!

He looks like such a sweet boy.

HUGS.

Poor Charlie - I love that he ranked his medicine. He’ll be fine and it’ll be a story to share for years (or until the next broken bone). B still likes to tell anyone who will listen about falling out of a tree and breaking his arm when he was three. And then he flipped over the “mailbox” thing at the gymnastics studio last summer and managed to break his arm again.

And, am I the only one who thought it was cute that he has yesterday’s picture with him? By the end of this you should have an entire wall of pictures!

Super sweet boy. Hang in there!

I had the same sort of flash forward last weekend when my 2.5 year old nephew started chanting “Drink! Drink! Drink!” to me. Regarding his orange juice, of course.

Glad to hear that Charlie is feeling well enough to smile–even if it is thanks to the Lortab.

“He’s giggling and insisting that everyone kiss him. Like a drunk undergrad at a fraternity kegger.”

I come to Oklahoma not to hang out with you but to hang out with Charlie. I’m going to teach him how to do a kegstand. I’m also going to buy him his first beer. It might be in a few weeks or something. But you’ve been warned.

I like what appears to be pictures of him on the couch. Like “I’m high AND I look at pictures of myself.”

Kind of like Paris Hilton, but much cuter.

Rachel, that made me laugh, because that is EXACTLY what he was doing.

My little Paris Hilton.

It really is amazing how these little kids are so much stronger than we — think they can possibly be!

Mom’s should get dealing with the aftermath of a hazard pay.– and medication!

I giggled madly at the picture of a child riding a tricycle to the corner to score more pain meds. It’s just such a unique picture.

I’m sorry to read that he’s injured.

When Child started giggling 1/2 hour after dosing him with his pain meds, saying in a high pitched voice, “Valium! Vicodin!” I knew that the weaning off needed to be done, but quick.

Declan LOVES the orange amoxicillin. He actually gets excited when he has a sinus infection.

you are lucky that the Lortab makes him happy. It makes my daughter behave like a screaming banshee, my husband just falls asleep angrily while talking when he is on it, nasty stuff. I have banned it from the house!
Hope he is better soon!

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