The Farm

One very cold day in April, Erik's play group went to the farm. I've gone there with all of my kids around that age. It's just one of those things you have to do around here with your preschooler. It was the first time that I went where the hay ride was covered with a tarp because of the cold weather. It had been close to 80 the weekend before and was 35 and very windy when we went to the farm. Though we dressed for winter, we still froze our buns off! The hay ride wasn't worth is when you couldn't see out of the wagon. Even still, Erik enjoyed being with his friends and interacting with the animals.

Hayride with no view.

Mini pony (he almost rode a horse, but decided not to at the last minute).

Goats

More goats

Baby goat

Feeding time! We got to give the babies bottles too!

Cow- where milk comes from (aka: hot chocolate!) 

Update on Erik's neck: nothing! The neck injury seemed to go as quickly as it came. Sunday, he came out of his room complaining about his neck, holding a band-aid for Jason to put on. His crying became more serious as he lay face first, bent over the couch while holding his neck. Jason tried to figure out the problem as Erik seemed to be in more pain, which is very unusual for this tough boy to be in that much pain! I tried to change his diaper before Jason took him to the ER, but he wouldn't even let me move him, so we didn't want to risk stuffing him into his car seat with some mysterious neck pain that we had no idea what it was about!

911 dispatch asked many questions before sending out the ambulance, and when they arrived, the paramedics did too. They finally took him away, not knowing what was wrong. The doctor said it was a neck strain and gave him some Motrin and muscle relaxers. I gave him Motrin the next day and he was in so much pain he barely moved! Just whimpered and moaned all day on Monday. In the afternoon I rubbed his neck with some essential oils and he started to get better. The next day he was almost 100%, but I still gave him Motrin and rubbed his neck with oils. By Wednesday, he had no pain relievers, just oils. By Thursday he was doing headstands and Friday it was somersaults!

The only thing we can think of, and sort of from what he said, was that when he was in his room for his time-out, he was mad and was pushing his head against the door, which was why we heard no sound. He probably pushed so hard, he got it all wound up. Hopefully, he will remember this experience for a while! We're so glad he recovered so quickly!!