The Accident

When my dad took his hand away this is what we saw....

These pictures still make me sad. My wonderful sister's first thought was to give him some motrin to help him deal with the pain. We then took a look at the wounds and debated what we should do. We didn't have any cell phone reception up at our campground and it was about a 40 minute drive down the canyon to get reception. We decided that the wounds looked pretty deep and probably dirty so we decided we should take him down the canyon to the insta care. We tried to put some ice on his head as he fell asleep driving down the caynon. When we arrived at the insta care Logan said 'doctor.' They took us back to the room where they decided pretty quickly that they needed to stitch him up. They brought in a portable DVD player and let him watch "Nemo" while they put some numming stuff on his head. I sat with him in the patient chair and we cuddled. He was quite excited about watching Nemo and I was thinking in my head that it was a good thing that he liked some movies cause it definitely helped in this case.

After about 30 minutes of trying this topical numming they brought in the doctor and decided it was time to do the stitches. They had to strap Logan down to the table so that he wouldn't mess up the stitches. After a few seconds, however, one of Logan's arms broke loose. The doctor was pretty shocked and said that doesn't happen very often. Logan was not very happy about being restricted obviously. I think it was good his arm broke loose cause I was able to hold on to it while they stitched up his wounds. His wounds were pretty dirty and they had to do quite a bit of cleaning to make sure they wouldn't get infected. This is a picture of him when we finally got home that day. My sister and her husband and my dad packed up the whole camp and then brought us all our stuff--they are such troopers.

He ended up getting 5 stitches total--four above his left eye and one in his hairline. We were told to keep them in for just 5 days and to then go get them out. They put him on Omnicef to make sure it wouldn't get infected.

It was amazing to watch how much his injury changed over these 5 days.

Day Two

Day Three-morning

Day Three--eveningDay Four
Day Five--stitches out!

Logan did so well getting his stitches out. He sat in his dad's arms the whole time while the doctor took them out one by one and put them on a popsicle stick for us to keep.

Amazing that in just five days your kid can look almost as good as new. He has a little scar still above his eye but we are hoping with time (and some Mederma) that it will continue to fade. Although this was still scary for us, we were very grateful that it wasn't any worse.

Campking

This year my family went up to Tony Grove again to do some campking as Logan calls it. We decided to stay three nights instead of just two. Like every good parent, I was worried about how my child would do but as always he suprised me. Our first day was spent pretty much setting up camp. I am always amazed at how much stuff we take up there. We did manage, however, to get all of us and our stuff in our car.


The next day Logan woke up at the bright hour of 6 am. He kept calling for everyone and we kept trying to keep him quiet. We tried using this......
....the binkie to keep him quiet but that didn't work. We also tried to entertain him with bubbles but that led to more excitement like this....
We eventually were able to get Logan's milk warmed up (yes he still likes it warm--silly kid) and he calmed down for a few mintues before everyone else woke up because of the noise.
We bought Logan his own camping chair this year. We had a hard time finding one and finally found this one. Yes it appears to be pink and purple but we like to call it red! Logan didn't mind and I don't think he sat in it a lot either. This is one of the moments we caught him sitting still.

I always laugh when we go camping cause there is 6 adults and 5 dogs. I think people think we are crazy but all our dogs are great campers. Cayman liked sitting with Jake and Dory under the tree.

And Logan liked sitting with these boys. He was their shadow the whole trip. He loved to go where they were going and do what they were doing.

One of my favorite things to do camping when I was little was painting rocks. So we brought up the water paints and had a rock painting party with Logan.

I think he was more interested in painting himself rather than the rocks. He liked to draw on his legs with the paint.
He also liked playing in the dirt. This is what happens when you let Grandma watch your child..... ...they get just filthy dirty. Good thing I wasn't too worried about this. All part of the camping experience I say. Later that day we got our sunscreen on and went down to the lake to play.

Logan observed the dogs for a bit from the shore....... ......and then decided to get right in! He walked in and just sat down. He then wanted everyone else to sit down in the water too. We were suprised he loved the water so much. We had to take him back and wash him off in the spicket. We then headed back to camp. Cayman was exhausted and curled up in my chair. He loves to play in the water and fetch sticks. He would do it all day if you let him. We tried a few new recipes this year at camp including some Orange BBQ Ribs, Chocolate Oranges, and Swiss Chicken in tin foil. Its amazing how much food we eat while camping. I think one of Logan's favorites were the campfire donuts. Here are some pictures of us just relaxaing around camp. Logan slept much better the next night! He woke up once in the night and was cold so Ben and I put him between us in the sleeping bags and he didn't move the rest of the night. That was probably a sight to see--me, ben, logan and cayman all on our air mattress. He also took great naps at camp in the tent. He would just walk over to the tent and say 'nap.' What a good kid. His favorite thing to do at camp was walk though. He would walk all around the campground loop by himself. As we would get close to our camp he would just start saying 'no, no, no' cause he wanted to keep walking. Since I have such a wonderful family, we all took turns walking around the campground with him. He also loved to say 'water' meaning the lake. He would stop and say 'water' at every little trail that broke off cause it reminded him of the trail we would take down to the lake.

Lucky for him, we took him down to the lake the next day as well fully expecting that he would jump right in. However, he wasn't quite as obsessed with sitting in the water today. He was more into playing with the rocks, etc. in the water.

Cayman was glad we went down to the lake again too! He looks like a drowned rat in the water.

We had such a wonderful time camping and were so impressed with how well Logan was handling it.

Unfortunately, the last morning we were there Logan went off to play with his Papa while we all finished breakfast and lost his balance and fell by my dad's truck. He hit his head on the cardoor and then slip down onto the pavement and rocks. We heard Logan start to cry and saw my dad carrying him over to us. Logan didn't seem to distressed but I could tell from my dad's face that something was wrong. He was holding his head and when he got closer he took his hand away and we all saw the marks on Logan's face. This was definitely not the way we wanted to end our trip.