I’m very pleased to report Katie is doing well. No adverse effects from whatever she ate Saturday night. I don’t believe she ate a whole peanut because I think the reaction would have been much more severe. What’s likely is she ate a little bit of a peanut. Still more than is safe for her, but we thank God she’s okay.
Is it wrong to coddle a 13-year-old? Because I can safely say she was sufficiently coddled yesterday. She stayed in her jammies all day and we watched The Bridge to Terabithia (we both cried) and Jane Ayre. It was a lovely afternoon/evening.
Yesterday he was stiff and sore and had a headache. He stayed home from church with Katie and then went to Youth Group last night while I stayed home with her. Sleep was minimal last night and he complained about feeling sick. A trip to the doctor this morning confirmed what we suspected. A mild to moderate concussion.
Me: What did the doctor say?
Him: He said I’m concussed.
Me: He called you a cuss??
Him: No. He said I’m concussed.
That conversation never took place anywhere but in my head. Thought I’d share it anyway.
Last night’s theme for the youth group message was taming the tongue. Thus, the pig tongue gross out. Matt decided just to put the tongues in a plastic tub of water and the kids who were brave enough “bobbed for tongue”. Sounds a bit like a make out game, doesn’t it?