As most of you know, today was the big tonsil day for Zoey. She was scheduled to go in for surgery at 7:30 this morning and all went well. She came out of surgery a little loopy and a lot drugged up. She was super good and kept thanking everyone in her drunken stupor.

Here she is right before they took her in. She was in such a good mood. She was a real trooper.

They gave her this bear that she named
Strecher (I'm not sure why. I was pushing for Bob). He kept her company the whole time.

Here she is just out of the recovery room. She was crying because she was out of it and didn't know what was going on. A little snooze and a few
popsicles did the trick and we were out before lunch.

While we were at the
Elkhorn hospital Tim was at the Milwaukee Children's hospital with Rugs working through an ongoing problem he is having. Those appointments are really hard to get and we couldn't switch it. So we learned that we might be having a quick outpatient procedure with Rugs.
Ok, two kids, one day, two hospitals.... and it gets worse.

When I got home with
Zoey I get a phone call from my Mom that went something like this...
Mom: "Umm... I need your help with something..."
Me: "OK...."
Mom: "I'm going to need you to sign some release forms so we can take Breckyn to the emergency room....."
Me: "What?"
It turns out while Tim and I were at the hospital appointments, Breckyn hurt herself on an exercise bike at Jodi's house. I had my mom and dad come over to watch Z buzzed out on drugs while I got Brecky and took her to urgent care. Three and a half hours later we found out that B has bruised her bone and needs to take it easy. She wouldn't walk so I carried my 60 pound 7 year old to and through the doctors office like a big old baby. She is fine and we are icing and elevating.
The three of them have taken over my bedroom and made themselves quite at home.

Oh yeah, Rugby's freaky pirate hat is from a happy meal that he got on the way home. Warning to all parents-- if you go to McDonalds you will have to endure this weirdo hat until they lose it. It could be days for me because he thinks it's super cool. Yes, that is a fake gold plastic chain hanging down from the side. It really finishes off this fine piece of work. Thanks McDonalds.