Ice Buddies

Ice packs.  They're a hot commodity around here these days...

I've been faithfully keeping my knee iced-- Caleb's faithfully provided me with cold ice packs from the freezer all day long.  But now we've become ice buddies.  Why?  Well he tends to be a bit accident prone.  Even while wearing a helmet (they really should be mandatory for 4 year olds nowadays) Caleb managed to find a way to get hurt.  Last night he took a flying frisbee to the nose.

This led to yet another trip to the hospital for this family (this makes 3 trips in 3 weeks... each trip for a different member of our family-- but I'm not counting :)  The doctor checked for clots (all clear) and determined that since his nose was sitting pretty straight there was no point in doing X-rays... broken or not the diagnosis would be the same.  Bring on the ice.

Caleb was brave.  Grandma gave him a cookie-- that seemed to stop the tears.  I told him that he could either go to straight to bed or take a trip to the hospital with Daddy.  Thankfully he didn't call my bluff-- he excitedly chose the hospital.  Apparently he had a great time in the ER.  The doctor looked up his nose with a tiny flashlight-- he was a fan.  Caleb got a treat before bed-- a donut.  But the best part of the evening was when he walked in the door after the hospital trip as chipper as could be saying:

"Hello Mommy!!!  Guess what-- the doctor said I have to put ICE on my nose!!!"