Well, the Costellos really had a banner week recently. First there was the Rock incident, about which most have probably heard. To recap, one day some time ago Connor informed us that he had a rock in his ear. He did seem concerned at all about it, and I'm embarrassed to say that because Connor has something of a reputation for, let's say creativity with respect to facts, we just didn't pay much attention. So 2 weeks ago he was feeling under the weather. He complained of headaches, and knowing that he has been prone to ear infections we took him to the doc who informed us that there was no infection, but something big in one of his ears. I wasn't even thinking about him mentioning the rock. So while the doc is poking around in there he jokingly asked Connor if he had been putting rocks in his ears. Connor suddenly got a very guilty look on his face and stammered, "uhhh....I...don't remember." The doctor's eyebrows raised and then I remembered. Once the doctor left the room, Connor told me "I don't put them in far." This was as close to a confession as he's come. He has still never admitted to putting this particular rock in his ear.
Efforts failed in getting it out and Connor was pretty distressed about them. So we took him to an ENT who after a pretty brief go of it when three of us tried to restrain Connor said he's have to be put under at the hospital. Connor wasn't concerned about this, mainly because I could promise him it wouldn't hurt. I told him it would be so easy that he might even take a nap while they did it and he grasped on to that.
So Sarah took him off to the hospital early Thursday morning, a lot more nervous than he was. After the inevitable wait they got him and started prepping everything. Sarah let him play Angry Birds, so he wasn't the slightest bit concerned with what was going on around him. They gave a little "cocktail" which made him loopy quickly and took him off. After 10 minutes he was in recovery, with his moose pillow pet, which was much admired by the nurses. They warned Sarah that he might come out of it pretty quickly. The nurse left for a minute with him asleep, and almost immediately up he was and ANGRY about the hospital gown. So Sarah dressed him and by the time the nurse came back he was up, dressed and ready to roll. A little drama ensued when it turned out woobie had been left in the room where the procedure had been done, but that recovered they left in good order and Connor was very much himself within an hour so.
We had a series of talks about not putting any more rocks in his ears. I thought I was getting through but when I asked him if he was going to do it again, he said, "No. But I might forget." However, because of the procedure he couldn't get any water on it, which meant he couldn't go in the pool when it opened this weekend. He handled this pretty well until the actual day of the pool. Sarah had to walk Jamie over because I was at Little League. As soon as he saw the pool, which was already in full chaos/fun mode he just started bawling and kept going for about 20 minutes. So I think the message about putting things in your ears has finally gotten through.
Lost in all of this was a detail from Jamie's school. Now Jamie seriously toes the line at school. Since starting there his weekly conduct report has been a boring series of "Excellents", week in week out. Thus, the "Satisfactory" for the week caught our attention. Then this explanation from his teacher: "Jamie ate an ant at recess. He said he's done it before. I gave him some water." Jamie was cagy on this and refused to explain or say much of anything, but he looked slightly pleased with himself. Seemingly he's done with that too.
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