Coming Unglued!

The pictures have nothing to do with the post today.  They are just fun pictures and the stories have no fun pictures, so...

Drew did this drawing 100 percent on his own.  I think it's amazing for an 8 year old.

A couple of weeks ago, we were thawing out a 17 lb brisket for my brother-in-law to smoke for family dinner.  I told Brian to put it in the sink with some water to get it thawing quicker.  He commented as he was filling up the sink that it was a lot of water.  Hannah and I were sitting at the island working on projects when we heard a crack.  We both looked up suddenly to see what it was, but we saw nothing and just assumed that it was the frozen brisket cracking.  A little bit later I had wondered off to help the boys with something when she calls me to come look.  

Luna on top of the couch in our school room.

Turns out the sink fell.  It had been installed with glue and caulk only and that isn't going to cut it for a 17 lb brisket plus water.  I found it shocking, but then kind of funny.  We hadn't been in this house 30 days and already something breaks.  Brian made it a big priority to get a new house too so not as much would break.  It's less than two years old.  

The wonderful news is that the builders came over on Monday and fixed it for free and put in wooden rods for it to rest on underneath.  

And then my van's rear-view mirror came unglued and fell off.  That's what the Texas heat will do!  Brian has tried to fix it, but it continues to come unglued and fall off.

 On a much more serious note, my sweet Isaac came "unglued" a bit.  On Saturday we had to take Isaac to the ER.  He had 2 immunizations (meningococcal and dtap) the day before, on Friday.  That night he got a fever and I gave him ibuprofen.  He had a terrible night and was still feverish in the morning.  I gave him Tylenol and ibuprofen together.  He stayed in bed and listened to an audio book because he said he couldn't read because his eyes hurt too much.  Someone brought him toast at some point when I was out running an errand.  Genna comes and gets me a few hours later, and says Isaac's acting weird, laughing uncontrollably and staring.  When we asked him his name he said "Seven".  The date was "31" and the president was "1000."  He didn't know where his room was and his answers sometimes were too garbled to understand or he just stared.  Totally freaked me out.  Brian and I took him to closest ER, but he threw up before we made it out the door.  He couldn't walk straight or really support his weight.  He was pale and his eyes were rolling back a bit.  Super scary, but on the drive he became coherent and the doctor said it was just a reaction to the immunizations.  

It just doesn't make sense to me.   I can see why the doctors think it's related to the immunizations, but it could be a coincidence like the time my friend had appendicitis right after giving birth, but they didn't catch it for days because they were sure it had to do with the birth.  As I write this he is still feeling terrible and feverish.  He fell asleep on the couch, so I'm sitting up with him until it's time for his next medicine dose and I can move him to our room.  I just don't want to leave him alone right now.