Yeah, so Emmett got a really HUGE splinter really DEEP in is foot about ten days ago. It happened on the back deck of the new bungalow on Olive Walk (did you all hear about the new bungalow?? When do you want to come see it??). I knew right away that this one was a job for a professional, and when even our pediatrician couldn't get it out with a scalpel (ouch!) and some big shots of lidocaine (oooh!), she packed us up and sent us to the emergency room. There was lots of waiting, some x-rays, and some more waiting. Several different doctors came in and looked at Emmett's foot, winced and walked away, mumbling something about the probability that we'd have to book an appointment in the O.R. the next day. Eventually, a surgeon swaggered in and tried to cut poor Emmett's foot right open before the nurse had even unwrapped the special lollipop she had intended to give him to make him loopy. He reflexively kicked the surgeon hard in the chest. Heh.
Finally, Emmett was strapped down and given some stronger shots of lidocaine and the plank of wood was removed from his foot. He was a trooper, and the nurse let him finish the lollipop while they wrapped up his foot. It was basically too late by then to do any good, but hey -- he deserved a little treat by this point.

In other news, Patrick received his First Holy Communion today and everyone came over to help us celebrate. I'll post pictures soon.