Splint is off!  Yes.  I see SLEEP in my future.  The poor child wasn’t in pain, but so uncomfortable at night.  Motrin, pillows, massages…nothing helped.  We’ve been awake…oh Lord, forever.  Sara is now in a coma in her “real” pajamas, and happy to be moving again.  The time had come anyway: her cast was the neatest thing at school (apparently a few homes of her classmates have run out of toilet paper as her friends have rushed home to make their own casts), BUT today in gym class, a friend fell and hurt his lip AND tooth.  Consider the injury spotlight moved.  Sara’s back in full force…here are some Sara stories:

I introduced a game of “Endless Story” from The Creative Family. Sara has been telling her own endless stories over dinner, so I added the one minute egg timer, allowing us all to add to each others tall tales.  At Sara’s first go around:

Sara: There once was a blue Princess who was held captive by a mean witch in a castle!

Mommy (after a few moments): OK Sara, keep going, you have a whole minute.

Sara: I’m done.  My endwess (endless) story is only 2 pages.

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I received an email from school to send Sara in old clothes on Friday.  The entire Early Childhood wing has been studying Michelangelo in Art Appreciation.

Mommy: Sara, aren’t you excited?!  Friday you get to paint the Sistine Chapel!

Sara (very 13 year old sarcastic): NO MOMMY.  I’m painting the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel.

Mommy: Well EXXCUUUSE ME.  I went to public preschool.

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Tonight during chit-chat (as a preface, Sara has been learning that Da Vinci really studied something before he drew it, and Sara has been practicing that at school…I think her object of choice is a canoe…getting LOTS of canoe drawings):

Mommy: Sara, I was thinking of something new we could do together.

Sara: WHAT?!

Mommy: You’ve been studying Da Vinci and Michelangelo at school, and I was thinking we could get matching sketch books and take them to the Art Museum near your school.  Maybe we could find a work of art we really like, and we could use our colored pencils to sketch either the art, or maybe how the art makes us feel.

Sara: Oh.  I was thinking we could go to Wal-Mart and buy marshmellows.  What is sketch?