“Dost thou love life?”

“… Then do not squander time, for that’s the stuff life is made of.” — Benjamin Franklin

Going, going, going has been our lifestyle this summer, and we haven’t let Houston’s injury slow us down. Just because you have a bum elbow and a cast doesn’t mean you can’t still have a good time, right?!

First, let me update y’all on Houston’s arm. He had an orthopedic check-up on 7/29 and the x-ray showed that his elbow is healing exceedingly well. Amazingly, the doc said Houston will get his pins removed at the next appointment on 8/6.

Gabriel, seen here gently petting a butterfly, recently told me, “Mommy, I hope I die when you die, so that we can go to heaven together.” My sensitive boy sure knows how to melt his mama’s heart.

Houston will also be fitted with a hard, removable cast and visit the physical therapist that day. Not sure exactly what that means — Can he swim? Take a normal shower? Go most of the day sans cast? Get back to climbing? — but I do know this is exciting news and we’ll just sort out the details later.

Needless to say, Houston is ecstatic about breaking out of the shackles of his cast and getting back the use of his elbow and hand. Although he did recently admit, “I like breaking my arm because people give me a lot of attention.”

Somehow, I think Houston will survive without being in the limelight. Plus, that boy has got some tough physical therapy to work through before life gets back to normal.

We’ve had to get a little creative with the kids’ activities, since Houston can’t get his cast wet. But as long as the 3 Amigos are on the move, they’re happy as clams.

On 7/24, Houston went to see a dollar movie with the J-Crew. However, Miss Christie misread her calendar (yeah, it’s hard to keep up with the days during summer), so she took the kiddos to play at the park and Chick-fil-A instead.

Despite a left arm that he can’t fully utilize, Houston hangs in there building his craft @ the Lowe’s Build & Grow workshop.

Gabriel and Zeke were a tad envious at first. But then I reminded me that they had been to both a pool party and Bounce-U the week before without big bro and that seemed to allay their jealousy.

Miss Julie, Houston’s piano teacher, hosted a summer piano party for all of her students on 7/25. Houston didn’t want to go, as he was embarrassed that he couldn’t play a song.

It took some convincing from Daddy and me that Miss Julie didn’t expect him to perform and that all the other kids wouldn’t think he was weirdo. Houston hesitantly agreed to attend, but was particularly crabby upon arrival ’cause his fingers had been hurting that day.

Well, turns out that Houston had a blast, as we knew he would, and forgot all about his finger pain and incapacitated arm once he was at the shindig. In fact, when the twins and I picked him up, Houston was jamming out an impromptu one-armed ditty on the piano for Miss Julie!

Zeke’s up to bat during a post-cookout baseball game w/ the J-Crew. (By the looks on their faces, the other boys don’t much like waiting for their turn at the plate.)

The next day, the kids and I hooked up with Miss Beth, Matthew and Jonathan, who we haven’t seen in ages. The boys played outside at their house, while Beth and I caught up mommy stuff.

Then we went to see Wild Goose Chase Theater at their local library. It’s a pirate-themed puppet show (good) that runs about 45 minutes (hmm, perhaps not so good). But to our delight, our typically hyper kids were calm, mannerly and totally enamored with the performance.

Beth and I were somewhat anxious about the boys sitting up front with all the other children void of parental supervision. But even from our seats a few rows back, it was easy to see that our 5-dude crew (ranging from ages 3-6) were the best-behaved kids in the group. Way to go, boys!

However, their conduct wasn’t quite as good at the Japanese restaurant where we had dinner and made a gazillion trips to the bathroom. Then the constant peeing and pooping continued and some additional zaniness kicked in during our visit to a frozen-yogurt joint for dessert.

Gramsey & Papa fool around w/ the 3 Amigos during the obligatory “grandparents w/ grandkids” photo opp during their recent visit.

But hey, they are testosterone-filled boys after all. Could we really expect anything less than some eventual hijinks, especially since the dudes contained all their horseplay at the library?!

On 7/27, Stephen took the 3 Amigos to their first Lowe’s Build & Grow, which is a free workshop for kids. The boys got to use hammers, nails, glue and other crafty tools to put together a wooden car, with Daddy’s help, of course.

Each one was so proud of his creation, and Stephen was pleased with their excellent behavior. That means, there will likely be another boys-only outing to Lowe’s some time soon. Great job, fellas!

That evening, we had the entire J-Crew over for a rainy-day cookout. Although we had to eat dinner inside, the weather cleared up enough that we were able to spend some time outside playing baseball and kickball. Good times with some of favorite folks!

Piper, Gabriel & Jackson enjoy the swimming portion of G-Man’s sleepover w/ the J-Crew.

After church the next day, Mercy Hill had a baptism cookout. It’s exactly what it sounds like: people getting baptized and then everyone chowing down. There was also an inflatable slide and a bounce house for the kids. It was a fun get-together and a nice opportunity to get to know of some of the congregants.

Gramsey and Papa came to town from 7/29-7/30. They hadn’t seen Houston since his injury nor had they been to our house in a while, so it was wonderful to host them for a couple days of bonding with the grandkids, political chats and eating yummy food. Thanks for the visit!

On 7/31, the boys and I met Miss Jessie and her little sister, Kaylee, at the Science Center. We did the aquarium, the zoo and another omni-sphere show called Sea Monsters. This flick was 3D, longer than the one we saw the week before and intended for kids ages 7 and up, but the 3 Amigos again impressed with their big-boy behavior.

The next day, Gabriel had his first sleepover with a friend. It was with the J-Crew and he was Jackson’s guest. Miss Christie reports that G-Man said “thank you … please … sir … ma’am” and was up to par on all the rest of the mannerly stuff.

So, after we have Asher or Jax over to spend the night, it’ll then be Zeke’s turn for a sleepover at the J-Crew casa. And Z-Bird’s already planning for the highly anticipated event!

Zeke, Houston & Gabriel imitate the bum-spanking dance moves from their current favorite movie, “Despicable Me.” I suppose it will remain their top preoccupation, until we finally go to see Part 2 at the theater in a few weeks.

Last but not least, the 3 Amigos are obsessed with Despicable Me. We rented the movie last weekend and they just thought it was the best. They decided that it would be money well spent to each contribute $3.33 from their piggy banks in order to purchase it from Amazon Instant Video.

Since then, the boys have watched the movie many times, choosing it above all else as their daily limited TV viewing. Their zeal for the flick has been so intense that they already know much of the dialog and even some scenes word-for-word in just a week’s time.

The dudes are not only infatuated with the goofy characters and story, but they love the music, most notably the disco songs from the soundtrack. So, I showed them John Travolta’s dance performance to the Bee Gees’ You Should Be Dancing from Saturday Night Fever.

It’s not rare to find the boys (especially Gabriel) shamelessly boogying, attempting to mimick Gru’s dance moves to the same song from the Despicable Me, as well as Travolta’s funky grooves of yore. These passionate performances are truly something to behold!

A grateful heart

Houston went for his first post-hospital orthopedic check-up on 7/18. It was a rough appointment for him, getting the old cast sawed and pried off, an x-ray done sans any cast, and his bright-red hard cast put on.

But Houston was a trooper. The orthopedist said that the intense finger pain he has been experiencing intermittently (usually at night) is normal, since those nerves are so closely tied to the elbow. The doc added that Houston should feel a greater sense of comfort and relief with each passing day.

Mommy & the dudes hang w/ the penguins @ the brand-new SciQuarium.

And most importantly, the x-ray showed that his elbow is healing extremely well, especially considering how severe was the break. Thank God!

I mean, just to think about the close calls we’ve had with the 3 Amigos’ health … Houston’s Horner’s Syndrome, Gabe and Zeke’s Twin-to-Twin Transfusion Syndrome, Zeke’s CCAM and lobectomy, now Houston’s elbow. My heart just overflows with gratitude for prayers answered and awe of the Lord.

Before the hard cast, I decided to let Houston go to the Children’s Museum on the first day of Mercy Hill’s Kids Week on 7/16. I was apprehensive since it was a drop off, but I was confident he could handle the outing, since he was with brothers and responsible adults whose rules and guidelines he’s used to following at church.

Amazingly, Houston can still do Legos even w/ a broken elbow & a hard cast.

But the next day’s Mercy Hill activity was a pool party. Of course, I didn’t want to torture the poor kid by taking him, so Houston hung out with the J-Crew that morning and went to see a dollar movie instead. Thanks, Miss Christie!

That way, I was able to volunteer for the event and at least let Gabriel and Zeke see their church friends and continue the week’s Bible lessons. Plus, I don’t want the twins’ swimming to come to a total halt just ’cause big bro can’t get his arm wet, so we’re working it where we can.

Gabriel & Zeke enjoy an impromptu hug & Mommy actually catches the shot!

The last day of Kids Week was at BounceU and coincided with the orthopedic appointment. Gabe and Zeke got to enjoy some jumping and sliding, while Daddy and I took Houston to the doc.

Since the hard cast, I’m not as anxious about Houston getting out and about. We went to the Science Center last Friday to see an omni-sphere movie and take brothers to the newly opened aquarium in the morning. That evening, the dudes attended a “Brave” party at Miss Christie’s house.

Gabriel questions the eye placement for his horse craft made @ Mercy Hill’s Kids Week.

Houston is a bit more mobile, too, being able to enjoy more typical child’s play, like running, pretend play, sandbox fun, etc. Hence, we have some more jaunts planned for later in the week and hope to keep things as normal as possible while Houston endures this lengthy healing process.

Kids Week was a great opportunity for me to get to meet and know better some of the other Mercy Hills parents and children. And it was a phenomenal learning experience for the twins.

The lessons were cowboy-themed, which obviously was a big hit with Gabe and Zeke. The gist was that God made Saul into a follower of Jesus, so the outlaw became a cowboy. And Jesus, the great rancher, always ensures this his cows and cowboys (followers of Christ) are cared for. Cool, huh?!

Zeke reaches for a stingray in the SciQuarium petting tank, but the fish weren’t feeling too friendly that day.

Moreover, if the kids memorized a Bible verse, they got to swing at a cowboy-boot piñata on the final day. Gabe and Zeke were quite inspired by the possibility of hitting the papier-mâché container filled with candy, so they quickly learned and recited the verse.

Random happy news: I have been backyard power walking for a few months now and also counting my calories since early June and have lost about 15 pounds. I still have a ways to go to get to my target weight, but needless to say, I am psyched!

“In summer, the song sings itself.”

First off, Houston’s recovery is going amazingly well thus far and he has a nice attitude to boot (which is saying something, since big bro’s usually quite pooty when he’s sick). Honestly, Houston’s biggest complaint these days is his itchy left arm. Yeah, casts are very unforgiving in that regard.

As far as the fall goes, Houston explains, “It just felt like a growing pain. That was it.” I assume he was in physical shock right then due to the severity of the injury. It’s just an awesome thing the way God made our bodies capable of coping with such immense pain.

Asher & Houston, a.k.a. Big Hashy, get rowdy after seeing a Greensboro Grasshoppers baseball game for Houston’s 6th birthday!

And the couple instances that Houston’s elbow has hurt him during this week’s recovery, he describes that too as “a growing pain” sensation, but with a “burning” feeling. Luckily, those episodes have been rare and fleeting.

Since the healing seems to be going fairly well, Houston and I met up with the J-Crew at the Science Center’s brand-new aquarium (shhhh, don’t tell Gabe and Zeke, who are still staying with Gramsey and Papa). I was a tad apprehensive about the outing, but Houston did a great job of using his noodle and playing it safe.

Our season before the broken elbow was bustling and brimming with fun. As the quote from William Carlos Williams says in this blog’s title, summertime’s magic has a way of doing that, despite the heat and the almost daily downpours of rain.

“But now I am six,
I’m as clever as clever.
So I think I’ll be six
now and forever.”
— A.A. Milne

Houston’s birthday was on 6/26. He got to pick the outing for his celebration and Houston chose going to a Greensboro Grasshoppers baseball game. Stephen worked a half day and then we headed downtown with the birthday boy, brothers and Houston’s best bud, Asher, to catch the daytime double header.

Zeke works hard washing Daddy’s car, which was Stephen’s Father’s Day gift from the 3 Amigos & Mommy!

It was an extremely steamy day, but luckily, Daddy bought us shady seats behind home plate. All the dudes behaved impressively well, especially considering the heat and the lengthy playtime, and learned a bit more about America’s Pastime by drilling Daddy for some play-by-play information.

Houston and Asher even got to participate in some between-innings entertainment on the field with bat dog, Miss Babe Ruth. Each was supposed to try to coax the black lab over to grab a baseball, but she kind of brushed past the both of them. Houston ended up winning a shirt and “Big Hashy” got to be seen by all on the stadium’s big screen.

That evening, we had neighbors Dixie and Maddie, as well as CC buddies, Alex and Olivia (who also live nearby) over for cake and ice cream. Asher stayed for a sleepover, rounding out the day’s birthday activities.

Gabriel relaxes in Miss Heather’s pool back in mid-June; he no longer needs the inflatable dolphin, since he & bros swim like fishes these days!

But the festivities continued on when Aunt Dina and Cousin Kara rolled into town the following day, staying till 6/29. It’s always great seeing our Virginia crew … thanks for the fun visit, girls!

“Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air.” — Ralph Waldo Emerson

From 6/30-7/5, we took our greatly anticipated low-key family vacation to Surfside Beach, SC. We stayed in a hotel (mostly paid for with points from Stephen work travel days!) and didn’t do much more than play in the surf and sand, hit the hotel pool and hot tub, and eat out at good restaurants.

It was particularly relaxing for me, since there was no laundry, no dirty dishes, no housework period. Ah, how incredible it is to use a fresh towel every day when you take a bath … or have someone else prepare your meals and deal with all the clean up.

The weather was tempestuous the first part of the week. Huge, dark clouds would roll in and rain (and sometimes hail) would pour, yet beach-goers kept on doing their thing. It’s like we all collectively shook our fists at the sky and said, “Stormy weather can’t chase us away from our vacations that easily!”

They ain’t scared! … Houston & Stephen are steadfast in battling Surfside Beach’s onslaught of summertime storms.

One turbulent storm, though, gave the kids quite a fright. The temperature dropped in an instant and violent winds battered the beach. In fact, Stephen had to hold on to our canopy with both hands and I with one, while my other arm wrapped around our shivering, cold and scared boys.

We survived, were no worse for the wear and just kept on plugging away at vacation. Ah, such is life at the beach.

Independence Day “ought to be celebrated by pomp and parade … and illuminations from one end of this continent to the other.” — John Adams

Of course, the 4th of July featured some impressive fireworks, most of which were amateur shows put on by other vacationing families. But from our hotel balcony, we could also see the faraway professional fireworks displays north over Myrtle Beach and south over the Surfside Pier … pretty cool to be able to view such a patriotic spectacle while wearing pajamas!

Gabriel, Zeke & Houston pose for the obligatory shot under a palmetto, the state tree & enduring symbol of South Carolina. And yes, according to brothers’ shirts, I suppose Gabe did it!

The 3 Amigos swimming really blossomed while at the beach. Before vacation, the kiddos has been working diligently on their aquatic skills: at Miss Christie’s community pool; in our neighbor Miss Heather’s above-ground pool; with our CC pals, Miss Rissa and her kids (the aforementioned Alex and Olivia); and at the Y with Daddy.

And with each water adventure, the boys improved by leaps and bounds. And that was no exception at the beach. They swam confidently in the ocean, tackling waves and handling their few tumbles in the water like such brave, determined dudes.

“The water is your friend. You don’t have to fight with water, just share the same spirit as the water, and it will help you move.” — Aleksandr Poplov, Olympic gold-winning swimmer

And their aptitude for swimming continued to unfold and impress in the hotel pool, with Houston pretty much “officially” swimming and the twins being not too far behind. Way to plug away at it, darlings! I promise to take y’all for lots of indoor swimming at the Y when summer’s over and Houston’s arm is healed.

Gabriel & Zeke try to befriend one of the peacocks @ the Science Center, where we love to visit outside sunny days or inside on rainy days.

June was particularly challenging on the home front because Zeke decided to make a (thankfully brief) return to the dreaded stage of toddler tantrums. They weren’t daily, but their intensity certainly harkened back to the age-2 episodes of yore.

One day, Zeke started to have a meltdown when leaving church on the last day of VBS, that is, until he saw the baptismal fountain/pool. He looked at me, smiled and simply said, “It washed away my sin, Mommy!” And so the freak-out had run its course. Amazing!

That was such a miraculous happening that we joked about making our own baptismal at home in order to help Zeke gain his composure, if necessary, at our makeshift holy spot. Interestingly, the tantrums started to subside around this time, and all has been happy on that front ever since vacation.

Perhaps seaweed was the clincher, but Zeke’s aberrant behavior began to turn around @ the baptismal fountain last month & was near-perfect @ the beach. Way to transition, Z-Bird!

Last but not least, I want to send a shout out to Granny for her constant visits to help us with the 3 Amigos, giving us some much-appreciated spare time to tend to our to dos and also to cherish each other as husband and wife, not just mom and dad. You’re awesome, Granny!

And a huge thanks goes out to Gramsey and Papa, too. We are truly grateful to y’all for taking Gabriel and Zeke for the last six days and nights, so that Houston could heal as best as possible this first week since surgery. Our Virginia posse rocks!