Monday, February 9, 2009

Not a finger!

U of H alums and future parents on the left.

So we're preparing to welcome a new Houston Rockets fan to our neighborhood! Sergio could not be happier! Our neighbors are expecting their first baby in a few weeks and there was a great Saturday afternoon bbq party to celebrate. Of course we showered them with Rockets gear --- just as they did for us a few months back.

No dogs allowed?


Nah.

William aka Panchito and Ivan looking thrilled about all the baby gifts they can't take home.

Party time. Seconds after Ivan popped a balloon!

We missed another block party on Sunday because Sasha decided to go to the emergency room and get her wedding ring cut off.

Finger not actually supposed to be purple.

Turns out that the little mishap involving LouLou, the front door and her pinky and ring finger on Saturday afternoon was a bigger deal than she expected as evidenced by her purple finger on Sunda morning, After sawing off her ring and taking some x-rays at the hospital across the street, she learned that she had fractured her two fingers. Awesome news, and just in time for that beach vacation...

Surf's up

3 comments:

leigh said...

yucky - i hope your fingers heal soon - does this story trump the broken arm story?

what a bummer about the ring - how are we readers supposed to interpret the symbolism of this?!

anne said...

oh nooooo! that purple finger picture is so scary! omg! ouch.

at least they didn't have to cut the family engagement ring?

Unknown said...

Hey Leigh and Anne!

Fingers must be fragile---this didn't hurt even half as much as the arm! Mostly, it is just an inconvenience trying to keep the splint deal dry/clean while hanging out with a baby all the time.

As for the ring---well I guess gold is pretty easy to fix and I'm no starfish so didn't want risk a finger! As for any symbolism...well, I don't really write those kinds of stories!