My brother in law has had a really good recovery from brain surgery. He will be going home tomorrow, after over a week spent in hospital. We are very relieved and happy everything has gone so well.
I finished another chair! Slowly I am making my way through these orders. I want to be finished with them all by mid-October. Anyway, this one was for Miguel. His mother had so many ideas for his chair. He loves baseball and basketball and Spiderman and dinosaurs and reading, she told me. I wasn't sure how I would incorporate all of those themes into one chair. Then I recalled how she emphasised his love of drawing. A drawing boy, then, was what I landed on for the design. And the collage that he has "drawn" showcases many of Miguel's interests (plus a few things I'm just hoping he likes, based on my experience as a mother of boys). This is a lot different from any other chair I've done. I like it, and I hope Miguel and his mother like it too.
Here's a sad story for you. Yesterday as I was getting T dressed, I heard and felt a little pop. I could see immediately that he was in pain. I had been holding his wrist at the time, pulling him up to a sitting position from laying down on the bed. So I thought it was his wrist, but it turned out to be his elbow. Nursemaid elbow, the doctor called it. The article I linked to states that the force that causes the injury may not be strong, and that was true in my case. I wasn't angry or in a hurry. We were doing our absolute normal daily dressing routine. His arm must have been twisted in exactly the wrong way when I pulled him up. It was pretty embarrassing to ask the doctor to examine an injury that I CAUSED MY OWN CHILD. I felt horrible, and still get a little uneasy in my stomach to think about the whole thing. Thankfully, it was an easy fix and now I know to be much more careful with his little arms. I'm sorry, sweetheart.