night, night, sleep tight...

we have the technology...

no more borrowing mommy and daddy's cell phones. nope

we have the latest in telecommunications for our kids...

they now have...

their own blackberries...





they have been strictly instructed to:

* not use all of their monthly minutes

* not ride their tricycles while talking on the blackberry

* put it on silence when at preschool or Sunday school

* not step on one another's blackberry

* not eat their blackberries

we hope they respect the rules...

i'm not going to run out and buy them new ones if they break...

quotable quotes

Friday is clinic day for Dr. Fracture and I. We see a mix of new injuries, post operative patients and long term follow up care. It's a mix of young and old, complicated and straightforward all combined with a little whining.

Today I had the pleasure of seeing a delightful elderly patient and the patient's spouse. They clearly have been together for a long time and their conversation included love, teasing and reminding each other of forgotten details.

I checked the patient's X-ray and pronounced the fracture to be "doing well." The patient noted that indeed, the fracture was feeling pretty good, but that there were several other aches and pains causing trouble.

My patient registered a look of shock when I explained that these aches were common as the body ages.

I suggested that they might consider calling the primary care doctor to find out what could be done to relieve the symptoms. (We don't manage these types of common aches and pains...surgery just doesn't fix everything.)

Well, our patient's hearing wasn't perfect so the spouse had to repeat what I said.

The spouse spoke loudly and said, "She said our Doctor could try some MORE THINGS to help with your pain!"

The patient replied, "MORPHINE? I don't know that I need that. Seems kind of strong!"

"Naw, she said MORE THINGS!" Said the spouse.

"OH, I thought morphine was a bit much...I've had enough of that."

Well, we set the record straight and the cute little couple left to make an appointment with their family doctor. He was carrying her purse, looking dapper in his hat and smiling.

Some days its not just the satisfaction of seeing bones heal that make the job satisfying.

deep doo-doo

The time has come. You know the time when your child's vocabulary has expanded to include bodily functions. For some reason, when you're under the age of 3, poop is a very fun word to say...over and over and over. In fact, if you ask a 2-year old they will tell you that it is the most versatile word in the English language. Poop is a verb, adjective, adverb, noun, preposition, etc.

The poop thing gets really old after a while. We've tried various ways to curtail poop's inclusion into every sentence, but to no avail. After trying multiple strategies, we have now elected to try to let it flame out. The 2-year old can now saw it with no reaction from us. We are doing our best not to react to this stinky behavior.

Here are some of the novel ways poop can be integrated into one of the 2-year old's conversations.

We are reading from the childrens' classic "Good*NIght*Moon". Runner Boy gets to the part about, "and there were 3 little bears sitting on chairs..." child then interjects "poopy". So, it's "3 little bears sitting on chairs POOPY!"

The 2-year old was jumping up and down singing, "This is 'da way we poop our pants, poop our pants, poop our pants!" (To the tune of the song "This is the way we go to bed, go to bed, go to bed..."

And, the ultimate was when poop was used to replace "amen" at the end of our evening prayers.

Now, I have no desire to rush my children through the different stages of life, but it's okay if this stage passes...unless he starts using something worse than poop. That would really stink!

weekend memories...