Waterslides, Broken Noses & The Kill

What an exciting time to be a kid (especially in LaGrange). Legal fireworks have to be the best thing since fried okra. We had a very exciting month in June. Our front yard was transformed into a slip-n-slide mecca. Hank and Steve bought a 100ft roll of plastic from Home Depot, added some dish soap, and the slip-n-slide was open for business. Jess was sick the entire day (bummer for her) so Hank, Nolan, and Chase spent the entire day outside on the slip-n-slide. Thankfully there were no incidents or accidents. (We can't say the same thing for fathers day!)

Fathers day started out perfect. Hank was given 2 miniature sleeping bags which happened to be the perfect size for Nolan and Chase. The gift will be perfect for the upcoming camping trip at the beach. After church we grilled a 4lb fillet, had mashed potatoes, rolls, and broccoli. The steak was phenomenal and the night was outstanding. The kids were done with dinner and started playing in the other room. The adults started relaxing and suddenly a scream came from the other room. Jess and Steve jumped from their seats to see what happened. When I got to the room, Jess was holding Nolan (who was screaming and holding his nose). Jess had a panicked look on her face, and she said, "I think Nolan broke his nose!" I took him over to the chair and tilted his head back. His nose was already swollen and he had a black line right across the bridge of his nose. Jess called the doctor and he told us since Nolan was so young, the cartilage in his nose hadn't hardened enough to break, and he would probably be fine. About 5 minutes after the accident, Nolan was ready to get back to the playroom and start playing again. It was only after an hour of interrogation that we finally got the whole story of what happened. Apparently Nolan and Trent were playing a game where Nolan would stand on the bed and jump off. Trent was supposed to catch him, but instead they both collided and Nolan rammed his face into the wall. I really think Nolan will turn out to be a MMA Fighter.

It's been a long tradition with hunters (especially in the south) to drink the blood of their kill as a sign of...well who really knows? Anyway, I thought it only appropriate to show Nolan's first kill of the year. He completely slaughtered an innocent Popsicle. I think he's really taken to the southern style of fashion as well. We will be sure to update everyone after the 1st Annual Armstrong firework festival being held tonight. (hopefully the house will be standing, and NO visits to the emergency room will take place.)