A Month of Seven Days

Back in elementary school in class we once read a book titled A Month of Seven Days. The book takes its title from a feeling that the main character has that although the events of the book take place only the course of a mere seven days it felt like a month. I had a similar feeling as I was looking back at some pictures on our camera today. I said to myself "I took those pictures a week ago? I seems like a lot longer than that."

A week ago we had a newly born Julian.



And Thomas and Isaiah both liked to play with their new baby brother.




Then a wrinkle was added to things:


Yes, that is a picture of Thomas lying with his leg in traction. While he was running around the living room on Saturday afternoon, Thomas stepped on a pillow that had fallen off the couch, fell and somehow sustained a spiral fracture of his femur. Thomas will be in traction until Friday when he will get put into a cast for the next couple to several months.

The doctors and nurses say that he has been handling being in traction and not really being able to move better than most kids his age. I think part of this is that he is able to have the movie "Cars" on a near continual loop in his room. But he does have some cars that he can play with and a dry erase board that he can draw on as well, which he has seemed to like and Adria and I have been able to take turns at the hospital during all of his waking hours.