Stroller, Seafood & Stitches

We have some VERY generous friends. Not only have I had three super fun baby showers, but at the last shower we received a very nice gift - a double stroller! Max is a lover of strollers and so putting this together with Dad made for a very fun time.Tyler's youngest brother, Drew, was in town this weekend for a track meet. He runs for the BYU Track Team and they were competing at the University of Washington. So on Saturday we got to see him race (he ran his fastest indoor time! I am so impressed by Drew's skills) and then we hung out afterward. We were deciding on a place for dinner and Drew said that he wanted to eat someplace unique to Seattle. So we took him to a place we'd been wanting to try as well - The Crab Pot. (Turns out, though, that it's also in Oregon and California... :) ) The reason we could try it this time is because his wife, Kristen, wasn't able to make it. She is not a lover of seafood. So these pictures are mostly to gross Kristen out, compliments of her husband. I took the pictures, Kristen, but only with some prodding.

Drew in an arcade before dinner...

Real men wear bibs

The mallots...Ty's flew off and came across the table at Max. Don't worry, nobody was hurt.

They put down butcher paper and dump a bucket of seafood on the table. The crab was especially amazing!

My more "civilized" plate


Max thought it was really funny to put these shells in his mouth

Sunday started out normal. A nice morning getting ready and then Max was being really good in sacrament meeting. However, one misstep changed it all. Max took a step off of the bench and hit his head really hard on the hymn book holder. It was one of those that everyone in the room hears and says, "Ohhhhh...." Ty picked him up to take him out. A few minutes later one of my friends comes in from the foyer to get me. I go out and see a paper towel with blood on it and then Ty tells me that he's got a really deep cut and it will probably need stitches. I just started to cry and held Max. It doesn't take much to set me off these days, plus this was our first physical trauma. So we leave for Urgent Care. There was a pretty big wait and so I ran back to the Church to tell them I wouldn't be there to teach YW and Ty would be gone from YM. Then I rushed back to Urgent Care. The doctor saw him and told me that it was going to be traumatic. Thanks, Doc! They put Max's arms in a pillow case by his sides and then wrapped him in a blanket and put him face-down on the table while a nurse held his head and Ty held his body. I stood behind Tyler and cried for the first bit, but then I decided I needed to buck up and let Max see me...NOT crying. I wiped my tears and then stuck my face down in front of his. I could only see one little eye and he looked so filled with fear and confusion. It was so hard to see. But he seemed to calm down a bit when he saw me. Still lots of crying, but it wasn't as bad as I was expecting it to be. Only a few stitches and we'll go back in next Tuesday to get them out. Another badge for my Motherhood Sash! Max seems to be just fine. He woke up this morning and pointed to a pillow and said, "Pillow hurts!" He must have tried to roll over onto his back in bed. Poor guy. But already he is adjusting and turns his head to the side when he wants or needs to lie down.