Day 2 was just as productive as Day 1!

It was Dave, my dad, Amanda and me working that day. We got a good system in place. Amanda and I would get the bulk of the paint on the walls and then Dave would come behind us and do the high places we could reach and then my dad would do all the cut-in and detail painting.

By the end of Day 2 the playroom, office, entrance foyer, family room, master bedroom, hallway and the other three bedrooms were completely finished!!

Day 3 we finished up the kitchen, bathrooms and laundry room.

It is starting to look more like our home.

Family room

Playroom

My plan had been to paint Sweet Pea’s room the same purple her room is now and to paint Little Bug’s room pink. Well, Little Bug had her own plans for her new room and she was adamant she wanted a PURPLE room. I kept asking her what color she wanted her room to be, just to make sure and every time it was always, “Purple!”. So, purple it is!

Daddy and Aunt Amanda painting her room purple.

She was dying to get her hands on the paintbrush!

I visioned a yellowish color for the homeschool room so it can be bright and cheery. I got a stack of yellow sample cards from Home Depot and we stopped in at Amanda’s before going to purchase paint for her to help us pick a color. She has an eye for picking the perfect color. And I do mean the perfect color. (She is the one who picked Sweet Pea’s purple when we were setting her room up before SP’s birth and it was the perfect purple.)

Sure enough, I had my doubts (I must say), but Amanda picked the perfect yellow. The room looks fabulous. Exactly what I pictured. I nearly went with a shade lighter than what Amanda picked but I chose to trust her and I am glad I did!

Ok before I go further let me explain that I am a white walls type of gal. We don’t put colors on the walls and instead bring in colors to the rooms by décor. The yellow was a huge step for me. And then I got to thinking that maybe a color in the kitchen would look nice.

Amanda immediately jumped on the idea and had the perfect color in her mind as we headed off to Home Depot (for the millionth time this weekend).

Looking at colors, eye twitching and all…

She is the one who went and pulled sample cards this time for us to look at. Some she pulled as a joke and for a reaction. Like the green one that looked like baby poop to me.

Anyway. We chose one and headed back to the house and when Amanda started rolling it on the walls I nearly fainted. She just kept painting and it grew on me more and more. And now? I think it looks fabulous and I love the touch of color in the living areas now!

This is true family love & devotion to go behind the fridge with someone else’s cooties to paint for us. There was dust, bugs and who knows what else back there! It was gross.

But Amanda braved it all!

After the initial shock (probably because green is such a contrast to white), the green walls grew on me and now I am so glad I listened to Amanda! It is the perfect shade of green (no surprise there).

And as if painting an entire house in one weekend wasn’t enough adventure for one weekend…

Sweet Pea had her second trip to the ER in less than two months yesterday.

A few days ago (before all the house stuff began) she was playing on the slide in the backyard and fell and I could tell the way she fell she hurt her arm. She seemed to be fine but then Sunday she started not using the arm and I knew we needed to take her in.

They did an x-ray and found a fracture. I am actually on the phone now as I write waiting for “the next available specialist” to answer the phone.

Sweet Pea hasn’t missed a beat, as usual. She was a bit fussy Friday but I assumed it was due to the craziness of the weekend and teething. Her arm did not seem to be bothering her. They told me at the urgent care center today that she must have a VERY high pain tolerance level. We can thank the methadone for that. Methadone babies tend to have a very high pain tolerance level because their bodies are in so much pain at birth as they withdrawal that things like a bone breaking are just “no big deal”.

Please pray we can get in to the orthopedic dr today.

We had an incident at this care center. They wrapped Sweet Pea’s arm against her body and I looked at her like that and the thought occurred to me, “How are we going to properly buckle her in her car seat like this??”. So I asked the nurse or assistant or whatever she was.

And she told me, “You will have to keep the strap loose.”

I said, “That is not safe!!”, a little flabbergasted that someone in the medical field would even suggest something like this to me!

Then – you won’t believe this – she said, “Well, if you are in an accident you will want her arm restrained like it is so it doesn’t get hurt further.”

Dave says I was a tad rude when I said this, but I was absolutely appalled and I guess, when it comes to my kids, I have no filter because I said, “If we are in a car accident, I want my child PROPERLY buckled in her seat belt because if she is NOT, she could DIE. Who cares about a BROKEN ARM at that point?! That can be fixed. My child being dead because she wasn’t properly buckled CAN NOT.”

I am actually not sure what happened next but I remember her telling us that if we lived close we could just hold her in our lap to get home. At that point, I just walked away and went to the car and let Dave handled her because I knew if I stayed I’d be rude. (Apparently I already was.) He rigged up a way to keep the arm immobilized but that would also allow her to be properly buckled.

On the agenda for the house today is cleaning! I do not think anyone has “Spring Cleaned” this house in decades. It’s happening to today though – in between a trip to the orthopedic dr with our accident prone child.

You know, that is very ironic to me. Sweet Pea, the child who is so laid back and just goes with the flow, is the one who has had two ER visits in under two years and both within two months of each other. Poor baby.

I did just get her an appointment at the orthopedic dr! Praise the Lord!

- Elaine