Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Ma-Hue

Just a few days ago Riley switched from calling Matthew "Mack," to a more accurate, "Ma-Hue" with a pause in the middle. So cute.

So. Ma-Hue. He's been playing soccer for a grand total of 15 weeks of his entire life. Two six week sessions at our community centre, one week of soccer camp in July, and two weeks of league soccer. He's fantastic. Like, the kid is famous on OTHER TEAMS. He's an incredible ball handler, has a bottomless pit of energy and competitiveness, and he's FAST! I'm not generally one to love bragging about my kids: I'm very proud of them, but bragging turns me off. But I just have to, he's that good! It's a mixture of BRAG and SURPRISE! I always knew he was very physically adept, has incredible balance and fine and gross motor capabilities, AND that he swims like a literal fish, but to see him put his skills together with his social acuity and excel at a team sport is a bit of a surprise. I'm very proud!

Ma-Hue also got a date for surgery to have tubes put in his ears, on Friday Oct 29th (please pray for him!). So this morning we went for a pre-op visit to his ENT specialist, and when the doc looked in Matthew's ear, he said, "You have a buildup of wax, I'll just use this tiny vacuum to get it out, okay?" And then a few seconds into the vacuuming, he sat up and looked at me with this half smirk and said, "There's a rock in here!"
I started HOWLING, like I was almost CRYING I was laughing so hard! Of COURSE Matthew has a rock in his ear, why ELSE would he be unable to hear on the right side??!! The doc pulled it out with these tweezer tools and told me stories of extricating rocks from other kids' ears, and we kept the rock. I'm going to put it in Matthew's baby book. Here's the rock you admitted to VOLUNTARILY STICKING IN YOUR EAR!!! He agreed not to try that again. It also hurt a bit when it was being extricated so hopefully that will help enforce the not trying that again. Wow. Little boys. We've had no broken bones yet, but there have been rocks in ears and tongues cut in half nearly all the way off and ingestion of adult advil and smearing of poop on 700 square feet of laminate hardwood and heads being kicked by mules and all manner of bugs and creepy crawlies I'm supposed to feign interest in!

Jesus, give me a girl. I can take it. Hormones and drama and screeching and all, I've survived 3 boys, I can do it all!

7 comments:

Louise Chapman said...

A rock?! Oh my goodness Ma-Hue, you are hilarious!. That's so awesome about soccer, he must love it. And in regards to having boys, while trying to determine the best flooring for our bathroom downstairs, we told them that we have two boys and need something that can withstand anything. Maybe we should just leave it as concrete:)

Caryn Ouwehand said...

Don't worry Mel... it will be a girl.

Caryn Ouwehand said...

but on that note, I'm a girl and I broke my leg in 4 spots when I was 5-year-old because I was trying to be superman and tied a bedsheet around my neck (as a cape of course), and then jumped off a tree branch that my parents measured to be 16 feet off the ground. What? I thought I was flying...

...you might get a girl like that...

Roboseyo said...

tongues cut in half? got a link to that story?

tamie said...

Hell, I don't need kids. Yours keep me plenty entertained, even from a distance!

Tonya said...

A ROCK???? Awesome. Does he still have to have surgery??? :-)

Dana said...

Josh has a buildup of wax too... now I'm wondering what might fall out once we get to the bottom of it ;)

Mack. Ma-Hue... both are so, soooo cute.