Yesterday afternoon the boys, along with our neighbors were in need of an activity. So I decided to introduce them to an all time favorite for me growing up. I am unsure how the game came to be, but as kids when were we able to play we LOVED it.
The Flour Game.
canister of flour
Place the penny at bottom of the cup and pack in the flour. Once flour has been packed place a plate over the cup and flip over. Ever so slowly pull the cup up so you are left with a tower of flour and a penny right in the middle.
Each player takes a turn to cut part of the flour tower. As each player takes a turn to cut the tower becomes smaller and smaller with the prospect of the tower crashing. If you make the tower fall you go in after the penny, without the assistance of hands. Once you find the penny you have to pick it up with your teeth.
This is what you get!!!! The boys used their foreheads to move the flour around to find the penny.
It was so fun to watch the boys play. I can clearly remember playing the flour game as a kid around our kitchen table.(I think having the flour game outside is a must) The kids loved to play and the group of kids kept getting bigger. I quickly realized how unsanitary this game is and as the group size increased I had to call the game on account of too many kids. My germ-a-phobia kicked in on high.
With flour in everyones hair and all over my driveway I considered the game a success. Nothing better then being able to hose them constants off when the game is over.
Today we had another appointment up at Primary Children's Hospital for his heart. I have such anxiety going into these appointment, but I am happy to report
things went well.
Brad and I both knew Jackson still had the heart mummer. It was still audible at the Dr.s office during his well child check ups. After a night of little sleep I headed up to PCH early this morning. I am so lucky that my Mom was able to go with me. Our first stop was at Radiology to get chest x-rays and my boy did great. After x-rays we headed to cardiology to met with the Dr. and have the rest of his testing done. This kid was all smiles as we wait for the nurses and Dr. to get to work on him.
Once in Cardio the little guy was weighed, measured and blood pressure taken. After being man handled Jackson was hooked up for his EKG. Once again the kid was a champion. He had about 12 stickers placed all over his chest and belly and then hooked up for a few minutes. Jackson played with a set of keys and never let out a cry. After the test they have to take off the stickers and I cringe as the nurse starts to take them off, Jackson didn't even seem to notice.
After the tests and meeting with the Dr. the diagnoses is the same that I had anticipated. Jackson still has a little hole in his heart, but the Dr, assured me that with most cases the hole will close on it's own. We will still have to have check-ups about every 6 months with the cardiologist, but as long as Jackson keeps growing the little hole will not be a problem.
I feel so blessed!!! While walking the halls at the hospital I saw plenty of little kids that truly have struggled through some major physical hurdles. I feel blessed that the prognosis for my little Jackson is positive. I feel blessed that I have two other boys that are physically healthy. As Brad and I have struggled through some hurdles of our own lately I realize that to have our own healthy and happy children is truly a blessing.