Kids are so funny....

Megan is in first grade (soon to be second). You would never guess it though. Her and her little girl friends are always on the phone planning sleep overs and play dates. They act like miniature teenagers. The cutest thing to hear is when one of her friends leave a message. It is always about five minutes long, they rarely say who they are calling for and they do not identify themselves. Last weekend we were very busy and we were hardly home at all. One of Megans friends kept trying to call her. She left about five messages asking Megan to please call her back. Well I guess when Megan didn't call back the little girl figured she had the wrong number because her last message said this;

"Hey Megan I am trying to call you. I don't know if this is the right number. If its not please call me and tell me the right one so you can come over my house"

Guess what this is...

Take a guess at what this is. Unless your a doctor or nurse you probably will never figure it out. It is Debra's appendix! Don't ask me why the doctor thought we would want a picture of this but apparently when you have something removed these days you get a picture of it. EWWWW GROSS!

Poor Debra. She started having stomach pains on Sunday. By Monday morning her stomach hurt so badly that she could hardly walk. I took her to the emergency room and within hours they were wheeling her off to have emergency surgery. They said she would have to stay in the hospital overnight but she would be fine in a few days.

Now anybody who knows Debra knows what a little scared head she is. Before surgery she was very worried, but she wasn't worried about the surgery. She was worried that her Father and I were going to make her spend the night in the hospital alone! That girl is so silly. Her Dad stayed with her and he took really good care of her. Almost too good care of her. Can you believe that he spoon fed her? I understand her stomach hurt after surgery, but as far as I know her hands were just fine.

Debra is home now and she is doing fine. She is going to be a sad little thing when Dale goes back to work though, because I am not going to give her the care her Dad has....

Just a little side story;

When Ashley was five she had to have her appendix removed. Her stomach started hurting on the same day that I had volunteered to go on a field trip with her kindergarten class. I gave her some pepto bismol and figured she would forget all about her tummy ache once we got to the museum. Well long story short, I drug her around Washington D.C. all day long and the next morning I had to rush her to the ER to have surgery....