Here is how it all went down (we did not get any photos of our bad day) -
We had made the decision to go to my mother's work for dinner on New Year's Eve (she was working that night), we were going to take her birthday cards and her gift, seems how we would not see her on New Year's Day (her actual birthday). So, off to the mall we went. We first went to the Hallmark store to pick out the perfect cards. While in the store, I was busy looking at cards, and Ron and the kids were dutifully following me around. The kids wanted to be picked up, so Ron grabbed each of them by one arm and was lifting them up when Lilian's arm "popped" and she comensed to screaming and crying. So, after some deliberations in the mall, when Lilian stated that she was unable to move her wrist (or entire arm for that matter), we decided to take her into the urgent care, just to be safe. For the next hour, we had x-rays and exams by the doctors and nurses (Lilian did SO SO well, she answered their questions and held super still for the x-rays). The doctor poured over the x-rays, but couldn't see any obvious breaks. But, there is a catch when a child is as young as Lilian - the bones that are in her wrist are still mostly cartilage right now and because of the low density in her other bones, sometimes you can't see a break or fracture for a couple of weeks. So, they decided to put her into a splint and wait until the radiologist could read the x-ray, just to make sure they didn't miss anything.
Now, back to the mall we went to grab the gift and cards (Lilian was doing well, but balked every time we even breathed on her arm). Then, we headed out to have dinner, a little later than we had planned.
Dinner was wonderful, but we were all beat, so we headed home for what we hoped would be a nice quite evening. Wrong, again.
Ron fell asleep on the couch around 11, I had been helping Lilian about every hour (she couldn't turn over or anything by herself, she just cried out). At about 2am, Ron heard her cry out and got up to help her. He then came into the bedroom to go to bed. I was laying in bed already and talking to him about Lilian (this was REALLY breaking his heart) when I saw headlights passing in front of our house, they were going pretty slow. Now, let me tell any of you who might not know, most everyone drives about 40mph in front of our house, in our subdivision, so I thought "WOW! Finally, somebody with some respect is coming through the neighborhood!" Wrong, again.
Ron looked out our bedroom window right about then and saw a pickup parked in the middle of the road, right in front of our house. He then saw a young man get out of said pickup with a tiny flashlight. Then, that said young man walked up to Ron's pickup and commenced to try and pick the lock on the toolbox that sits in the bed of the pickup. Mind you, I am still laying in bed and have no idea what is going on at this point. Ron opens the blinds and window and starts yelling at this said young man, who promptly hops back in the waiting pickup and they take off.
Well, Ron flies downstairs, grabs his shoes and coat and heads out after them. When they took off, they turned onto the next street, which happens to dead-end behind our house, so we thought we were pretty safe in catching them. Wrong, again.
They actually drive up a sidewalk walkway at the end of the cul-de-sac and get back out onto the main road, probably passing right by the police officers that were on their way to come get them. So, Ron spent the next half hour (3am, temperatures dipping to low single digits) unloading all of his tools out of the toolbox and into the garage. Ugh.
New Year's morning, we wake up, everyone aside from Braison is in a bad mood due to lack of sleep, irritation of our fellow humans, or a combination of the two. So, we decided to go get some pancakes and then run the errands that we needed to get done for the day. Towards the end of our breakfast, a lady (probably 60ish) came up to our table while her and her husband were on their way out and complimented on how well behaved our children were and how it was always refreshing for her to see a young family that knows how to act out in public. What a wonderful way to start our day! It is always nice to hear such kind words from a stranger. We found out, just after they had left, that they had also taken care of our bill.
So, to the kind people that bought our breakfast, had you known the evening we had just endured and the frustration that we were feeling, you would know that that your kind words were more than we could have ever hoped for. But, your generosity on top of that was unsurpassed. We are so grateful to be reminded that there are still good, honest, loving people in this world. We couldn't thank you enough for making our day!
I think it is going to be a wonderful year...
~Ashley
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