A Day of Firsts...

It is Saturday, but I am writing about Friday. You see, we didn't get home until 3am this morning...a little too late to blog...

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Yesterday was a day of firsts here for us Loughrys:

• The first time we saw rain in Texas.
• The first time it was in the 80s since we have been here!
• The first time we went to a Texas OUTDOOR playground, due to lower temperatures.
• The first time we attended a RODEO. Yeeeehawww! Ride em' cowboy (and cowgirl!)
• The first time one of our family of four has gone to the ER (yes, that is Emergency Room) and NOT been admitted to the hospital.

That's right. We had a trip to the ER. You didn't think we could make it through a series of months without a hospital visit, did you??

The day started out normal enough...We woke up excited to see Matt and Rachel and have a fun day with the entire Lewis side reunited. Mom and I took the kids to the park where we saw multi-colored ducks swimming in the canal and had fun playing on the playground with the kiddos. Then we headed back to the apartment to meet Matt and Rach. The kids loved showing them around our new "house" and pool. Donny was home early from work since it was Friday and we all headed out to the pool for pool volleyball and lots of jumping and splashing. We had to get out early due to black skies, thunder, and rain drops. I guess it does rain here...

We all headed to Boston's pizza for dinner and then to THE RODEO in Mesquite, TX!!! (The pictures are on Mom's camera so I will post them once I get them...) It was actually quite neat! We saw barrel racing, bronco riding, steer wrestling, and calf roping. We also saw Dash for Cash where any kids who wanted (not ours of course) went down into "the pit" to chase two calves with ribbons on their tales. Whichever kids got the ribbons got $20. However, the real thrill of the night, which Donny thinks MUST be illegal, was Muttin Bustin'. This is when they choose 8 kids (ages 4-8) to put on helmets and get on a Muttin and try to ride it out of the shoot and into the arena without falling off. All but one kid cried when they were thrown from the big sheep. Many were trampled. It was funny and horrible all at the same time!!

Just as the bronco riding, the final and most awaited for event, was about to start, Boston said, "Hey, Mama." He was sitting on the bleacher next to me with his bottom on the seat and his hands and feet on the bleacher in front of us. As soon as I turned to look at him, his bum slipped off the bleacher seat and his neck and then head hit the bleacher seat HARD! It was heard for miles, I think. The man behind us and I grabbed Bos and pulled him off the floor. He was screaming and it was horrid. Matt went to get ice and I took Bos out of the arena to try to calm him down. To make a long story short, the "arena boss" wanted us to see the paramedics who wanted us to go to Children's (Dallas' big Children's hospital). Bos never threw up or really went unconscious but he did go to sleep while moaning and it took a while to get him 'back to." We decided it is always better to be safe than sorry so we went ahead and took him. We spent many hours at the ER and Boston is fine. He has a mark near his hairline but other than that he is just fine. We are all a bit sleepy but so thankful that, once again, God has taken care of one of our babies...