It’s been a long time since I last wrote.  Honestly I have felt some burnout with too many things happening in my personal and professional lives. 

On the home front, we’ve been focused on completing the purchase of a house.  Wednesday we had the formal home inspection and discovered some things that needed to be fixed, but nothing major.  The lawyers will hopefully sign off on the contract this coming Tuesday.  The only thing left after that, I think, is for the underwriting portion of our loan.  Michele, in particular, is preoccupied with figuring out what kind of color scheme we should use in the new house, as well as with other details such as window coverings.  We’ve never owned a new house before and having a tabula rasa can be a bit intimidating.  To help us garner ideas for decorating, we’ve visited a few big home stores including Expo and The Great Indoors.

Last night we had more excitement than we anticipated.  The little ones were roughhousing as usual just before their bedtime when Tristan grabbed Brinley’s left arm and pulled it hard.  She screamed and cried for over an hour and was obviously in a lot of pain.  She couldn’t or wouldn’t move her left arm.  The slightest movement caused her to cry even more.  I took her to the emergency room and she had several X-rays to see if she might have a broken wrist.  Fortunately she didn’t.  The doctor figured out that she had something commonly known as nursemaid’s elbow, which basically means that her arm had been dislocated at the elbow.  He made a quick adjustment on her arm and everything clicked back into place.  It happened so fast that I could hardly believe what he had done.  Within five minutes she was almost back to normal.