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My dad has been here for the past week helping us take care of the kids and unpack.

Until he developed a hernia.

And had emergency surgery that same day.

Which I think means he’s not going to help me move these boxes to the attic.

“I’m just trying to give you material for your blog,” he stated proudly.

“Dad, the whole parental injury thing is so done. First, my mom got hit by a car. Then you broke your rib. I appreciate the thought, but my readers are over it. I need something fresher. Do you have anything else?”

Like maybe he could join some kind of senior gardening cult.

Or steal some of the nude performance artists from the Marina Abramović exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art.

Or take his toupee off like my father-in-law. Except my dad is sort of already bald and toupee-less.

My dad is mulling over my suggestions. And in case you think it’s mean to make fun of a man right after emergency hernia surgery, I took this picture the day after and he looks pretty good.

Since Rick and I are sick of “unpacking,” we decided to mix it up a bit and do some “packing” instead. Then we headed to a family Bar Mitzvah over the weekend. It was held at a camp which was very fun except that I felt like a zoo animal. Because it was hot, dusty and everyone kept staring at me.

One relative persistently kept trying to rub bellies with me and I just as persistently kept saying no.  Do you hippos have to endure such things? (Note: I don’t mind when family or friends rub my belly but I draw the line at actually rubbing bellies with someone.)

My father-in-law thought it would be funny to add a little girth to his own mid-section and then pose for pictures….

And recently Summer had the same idea…

Meanwhile back at our camp Bar Mitzvah, another relative who will remain nameless (let’s just call him cousin Adam) said to me, “You look well done.”

Well done? Like a steak?

And then he immediately said, “Oh no. You’re not going to blog about this are you?”

I promised I wouldn’t.

But steaks can be unpredictable.

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26 Responses to we broke my dad

  • Kathy says:

    Love that even one in your intimidate and extended family know they are potential blog material….do you make them all sign a release or do they just see the wheels turning after they speak!! Have a great week! Hope your Dad is healing well.

  • My mother had emergency hernia surgery in the fall and was up on her feet in no time. Save the boxes… he’ll be helping you soon enough! LOVE the picture of your father in law… too funny!

  • traci says:

    Rubbing bellies is the pregnant version of eskimo kisses, I think it means good luck. Or it will just conduct electricity. Not really sure.

  • Inna says:

    Did I just hear you say you have an ATIC?? I’m sooo jealous. Can I store some boxes in there? I’ll carry them up myself.

  • Crystal says:

    You Look BEAUTIFUL!!! My brothers and cousins liked trying to bump bellies with me when I was pregnant…boys never grow up, you know that right?

  • Jordana says:

    We just saw that exhibit yseterday. It is CRAZY, CRAZYI tell you. Definitely NOT kid-friendly – both our girls were asleep in the stroller.

  • Unfortunately, get used to feeling like a zoo animal, or even a side show. Side Show Kelcey. Apparently having twins, in addition to other kids, makes you a walking, talking circus in the eyes of others (who are obviously just jealous that their lives can’t be this chaotic…I mean fulfilling). 🙂

  • Betsy says:

    Now I don’t feel as guilty. When your dad got broken on my watch (the broken rib) I felt bad. At least that injury did not require emergency surgery. By the way, according to my calculations, his rib should not even be healed. The doctor said 8 weeks. What was he doing lifting boxes? I am glad he is feeling well.

  • Becky says:

    Wow your dad is amazing! It’s awesome you have such great genes.

    And even though he was trying to disguise himself with the glasses and fake belly, didn’t work. HI CUTIE!

  • Gretchen says:

    I can’t believe your dad pulled the old hernia trick to get out of moving boxes. Lame. And I think you all look cute with your big bellies.

  • Zaydie says:

    Thanks for the face time(well sort of) Your dad went a little far to get top billing don’t you think. By the way, who took care of him while you were in New Jersey?

  • I am SO developing a hernia in 2 weeks to get out of packing. I’ll fake that all the way into surgery. i think I saw that on Grey’s Anatomy once. And it wound up with a lecture from Dempsey while sitting on your bed. I’ll take it!

    Your daughter could never be pregnant with a face that angelic. We all start to look a little demonic toward the end.

  • Aunt Marcia (Guess Whose?) says:

    Events at camps are FUN. Went to a weekend wedding at a Children’s Camp…slept in bunk beds, peed in a jar (I wasn’t walking at night to the public showers/bathroom where the bears might be hanging out). Your belly looks RIPE…better than ‘well done’…looking forward to meeting Mushie and Tushie.

  • Jodi says:

    Glad to hear your Dad is ok! He looks terrific for one day out of surgery….and speaking of looking terrific……so do you! Feel good…..xoxo to you Rick and the girls!

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