We have struck gold...I mean Copper!

After five days and three "withdraws" later, Nathan has finally emptied "his piggy bank". Yes it was me who had the lovely job of searching for the money that Nathan swallowed. I am just happy that we don't have to take him back to the doctor for another x-ray. It turns out that he swallowed just a penny. For all of you who are wondering, no we didn't keep it. If it had been more than a penny, we might have been tempted. I wish that he only could have made some interest on it! On a side note, Sammie just had her nine month checkup. She is very healthy and doing great. The only concern the doctor had was her weight. It's on the low side of the scale so she wants me to check to make sure she is getting enough milk. Just for knowledge she is 17.3 pounds and 27.5 inches long. She is getting more and more ambitious in taking steps and standing up on her own. Well I guess that is all an update that I have for you now.

"CHANGE we can beleive in"

We had an interesting day today. Helen had went to town and I was at home with Nathan and Samantha. About noon or so, I was cooking lunch and Sam was sleeping, and Nathan was playing on the floor. All of a sudden he came to me and said "money". I asked him where "money" was, and he pointed to his belly and opened his mouth. I asked if he had eaten some money and he said "uh huh". Then he said "get it Daddy!" I told him I couldn't see it. He started crying a little and asked again for me to get it. So, I told him to open his mouth so I could see the money. He did, but I couldn't see anything. He wasn't having any trouble breathing or anything. I gave him something to drink, and he could swallow alright so I began to wonder if he had really swallowed anything. I called mom and asked her what she thought. She said we should call the doctor's office and ask them. Who would of thought of calling a doctor? That's why mom's are the greatest! They said that we need to take him to the ER just in case if he did swallow anything to make sure it wasn't lodged somewhere in his throat or belly.
The ordeal at the hospital was interesting to say the least. Let's just say that Nathan does not like doctors or nurses. When one of them would start to check his pulse, or blood pressure, or listen to his breathing, he would kick and scream at the top of his lungs and try to crawl over my shoulders to get away from them. He was like a wet cat that thought you were trying to put back into a bathtub. He pitched a fit like I've never seen. It was fun trying to get an X-ray of his midsection. He didn't want a picture taken of his belly. He flipped and flopped like a fish out of water and screamed as loud as he possibly could. We got the X-ray though. I held both of his arms while a nurse held his legs down and a third person actually took the X-ray. When the doctor came back in, they showed us the X-ray. Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Vicars...you are the proud parents of a "walking piggy bank"!! He had certainly swallowed some kind of coin. It looked like it might be a nickel; we'll find out in a day or two when the deposit clears.
Life is never dull when you have a toddler, but I wouldn't trade him for anything.