Santa Fe in photos

My wonderful husband took two days off to celebrate my birthday.  Today we went downtown to try out our new photography skills.  Here are the end results of our day.  And just think, if you came to visit us in Santa Fe, you could see these places in person.  hint, hint :)  Enjoy!  (If you want to see a particular photo larger, just click on it.)

Really, Johnny?

Johnny: Mom, how many years are we dead?
Mom: Well...
Johnny: I mean, how many years are we dead before being a Grandpa?
Mom: Johnny, none of your living grandparents have died yet.
Johnny: Not even once??

Juanito

Johnny is in a spanish immersion Kindergarten class and is learning quite a bit...but not enough apparently. Kyle and I were talking in Spanish, you know, so the kids wouldn't understand.  Ben and Courtney immediately called Johnny, the 5 year old, to come translate for them.  "Johnny, Johnny, what are they saying?"  Johnny calmly informed them that he didn't know because his teacher hadn't used those words yet.  :D

Update...

You may or may not be wondering if Courtney and her sling got all the attention at school today. I drove the kids instead of sending them on the bus so I could help Courtney with carrying her things.  As soon as we walked in the classroom, all the kids were asking her, "How are you doing Courtney?"  "Did you break anything?" "Are you OK?"


It worked!  :)



By the way... it is true that Courtney wasn't feeling great yesterday but even more true is that she knows how to play up a situation.  When I pull out the camera to get a picture of how miserable she looks, she puts on her best sad/in pain face. She really is doing OK. In fact, after we changed her bandages this morning and then let her get dressed, she told me that people weren't going to know she hurt her knee because she was wearing long pants.  She was still limping a bit so I reassured her that the limp would clue people in.  Of course, when she isn't thinking about it, she doesn't limp.  Silly girl.

Beware Mondays...

Last Sunday night (on Halloween), Courtney hurt her finger.  She had her old car booster seat in the house and sat in it on the floor, but her pinkie was under it and it got hurt. Monday I took Courtney to the doctor because her pinkie now looked like this:

It's a little hard to see, but she has bruising all along her pinkie.  It's her right hand, but she is still managing to write and play violin.  The right hand is the bow hand, so this isn't as debilitating as a left hand injury would have been for her violin lessons.  She got an x-ray and came home looking like this:

It looks like a probable longitudinal fracture in the distal end of the phalynx. :) That means it is not a serious break.  I guess Courtney was enjoying the attention or something, because today, one week later, I got a call from the school nurse that I needed to come pick up Courtney from school.  I showed up to find her looking like this:

No, she didn't get in a fight. Not with a person anyway. She got in a fight with the blacktop on the playground during P.E. class.

I think her finger brace actually protected her right hand from further injury.

And this is how she looked when we got home from the hospital this time. Luckily, no break this time.  But she does seem to have a sprained elbow. Two Mondays in a row. I hope "three's a charm" doesn't apply for Courtney.  Please.   We'll see how violin goes tomorrow...  

On a side note: I think her popularity might take a bigger jump with this injury, right?  A finger splint is one thing, but a sling?  Much more visibility, much bigger must equal a higher coolness factor.  I remember breaking my arm at her age.  I had a cast and I didn't care that my arm was broken.  I had a cast and that was awesome!  Kids are so silly.

Side note #2: I do have to say how extremely grateful for Kyle's job. We can use the Indian Hospital's services and not have to go to the local large hospital. We get in and out pretty quick and the x-ray is right there. I am also grateful that his job provides for our family so I can be a stay at home Mom. It makes days like these a lot easier to handle.

A quick Johnnyism...

Johnny just said: "Mom, I hope Isabella's dog (the one that bit him) doesn't come out.  Teeth chatter!"

No really.  He said teeth chatter and then made his mock scared face and chattered his teeth.  Love it!

New crafty projects on my scrap blog!

Click on over to see what I made this weekend.  It was national scrapbook day and I actually stuck with it and made all 12 challenges from over on My Pink Stamper.  It was a lot of fun!  (But Mom and Dad...maybe you should wait until I am there.  Unless you want to ruin the surprise of what I made you.)