HAPPY SAINT PATRICK'S DAY

FINALLY mom promised a post from us today and of course some embarrassing pictures.  First though a story about Dad's appt. last week.

Lets just say if Dad could have walked in the door with a binkie, a onesie, and a diaper Mom would not have been anymore surprised of his behavior.  Yep our DAD was a big BABY.  The hospital where they go is a big University Teaching hospital in Iowa so it has a very diverse population throughout the hospital.  Many students and staff from different countries.  WELL, our Dads nurse for the morning was not from this country and Mom was SURE .....POSITIVE that when she saw DAd's tattoo on his arm, she MAY have been offended.....lets just say boobs were involved.  Mom starts to shrink in the chair.

So the nice nurse starts to clip the ends of the stitches that are sticking out like catfish whiskers and that is ALL she is going to do.....easy peasy....no pain..............well not our DAD, or our wienie DAD as mom calls him.  EVerytime the nurse started to clip and pull Dad lets out a string of HBO words that mom was pretty positive offended the nurse so bad she was at any minute going to stab him in the neck and leave the room.

Mom later wished she had snuck wine in her water bottle...but of course she was driving so that would not have been smart.

Finally after all the cussing and sweating and moaning and groaning the nurse left the room and brought in another nurse, but probably had dealt with children, and she started talking to mom and the next thing you know through all the talking snip..snip...snip she is DONE.  So fast DAD did not even know.  

Mom later told DAd how embarrassed she was and He said it HURT.....and he had to take a PAIN PILL.    Mom is so looking forward to the retreat so she can runaway for a few days. 

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Stella Rose and Sibs