Barcelona Spain

       I'm kind of a jerk because we've been back from Spain for a week and a half and I still haven't posted anything about it. I'd like to chalk my lack of blogging up to a busy schedule or pregnancy woes, but I can't it's just laziness. Anyways, so here's the story of Spain:

Nate went TDY to Spain in May and Reese and I were supposed to fly out and see him while he was there but between appointments that we had and the trouble of getting to his exact location it just didn't make any sense for us to go, so Nate suggested that we instead take a week in August and go to Barcelona. We asked some friends if they wanted to go as well and it turned out to be a lot of fun to take a relaxing trip with other English speakers :) We had a wicked early flight on Monday, and by wicked early I mean we had to leave for the airport at 4am. We flew into Girona and had to take an hour bus ride to Barcelona. Reese was such a champ for the entire journey, we'd been potty training and while we were on the bus she said she had to go and despite the fact that it took us 20 minutes before we could get to a bathroom she didn't have an accident. We had a nice hotel just outside the main districts so it was nice and quiet and our first order of business was to get to the beach. Reese LOVED the beach! I was wondering how she would react to it but she went down to the water and was having fun collecting rocks and then I took her out in the water to ride the waves and she thought that part was awesome too. I was so excited to see her enjoying the beach, she even let Nate bury her in the sand...well to tell the truth he dug a hole and then she climbed inside and started pulling the sand on herself so he helped push the rest of the sand in. That night we called it quits early and got some much needed sleep after our very long day.

On Tuesday we went to La Sagrada Familia and it was pretty amazing. Most churches are the extremely similar inside and out but this one was so different and I was really glad that we went. After that we wandered over to some other buildings that Gaudi had designed and then went back to the beach for the afternoon. The day before we had noticed that a little ways down the beach it was less crowded so we decided to head down that way, BIG MISTAKE! That part of the beach was less populated because everyone was nude and though it doesn't matter either way may I please just say Why is it that only old people go nude on the beach? Anyways, we headed back down to the crowded part of the beach and found a place amongst the merely topless women to toss our towels. After awhile on the beach we were all laying out and a huge wave came out of nowhere and tried to take our stuff out to sea. Luckily the only thing we lost to the wave was a toy rake, but our towels were soaked since I'd had to chase them down so it effectively ended our beach day that day. That night we wandered Las Ramblas which is a busy pedestrian zone with street performers and shops, but after dinner Nate, Reese and I called it a night because I was having some contractions and figured it was a sign that I needed to take it easy.

On Wednesday we hopped on the train a little ways out of Barcelona to the monastery at Montserrat. It's high up on a mountain so we had take a cablecar to the top which was fun. We went to the Basilica there and then Nate and I just relaxed while our friends hiked down to see where they'd found a statue of Mary, after the contractions the night before I was trying to take it easy. When they finished with that we took a funicular higher up the mountain for some nice views and by then it was getting late so we took our train back to Barcelona.

On Thursday we went back to Las Ramblas to do some souvenir shopping and find churros con chocolate. The churros were good but I would have preferred a sweeter chocolate, still delicious none the less. After some shopping we were going to head back to the hotel and go to the beach but while on the metro someone stole my wallet, burn on them that they only got 10 euro, but burn on me that they got our only credit cards (long story short Nate and I each had one but I'd taken his when went to the beach and forgot to give it back) and my ID cards. We went back to the hotel and cancelled everything and then wallowed for a bit in the fact that we had a day and half left on vacation and absolutely no money, luckily we were traveling with friends who were able to loan us some money for the rest of the time but by the time we had done all that some bad weather had set in so the beach was a no go for the day. That night after dinner we went and saw the Magic Fountain show complete with lights and dancing water, Reese really enjoyed it.

Friday was our last day and since we had to check out of the hotel in the morning we decided not to go to the beach and be covered in sand until we finally got home at midnight, which ended up really sucking because it was by far the hottest day there. We went to Parc Guell and it was a massive hike up to the top, I felt bad for poor Nate pushing a sleeping Reese in her stroller to the top and then when we get there and Nate is pouring sweat Reese wakes up and tells him that it's hot, it was really funny. It was pretty cool but it was so sweltering hot outside that we just skimmed through it and headed back to some air conditioning. That evening we caught our bus back to the airport and flew home. Despite the whole stolen wallet thing it was a really fun trip, perhaps the best part was where Reese finished potty training while we were there. She'd been good on peeing in the toilet for awhile but was fighting me on pooping in it but she pooped in the toilet everyday we were in Spain, I had been worried about it but somehow it just clicked and I was immediately de-stressed.

The Saturday Morning Surgeon

Reese has a habit of waking up earlier than Nate and I would like on a Saturday morning. This morning she woke us up with her everyday call of "Momma, gotta go poopoo," so Nate took her to the bathroom and then tossed her in bed with us in the hopes that she would fall back asleep. Now as soon as Nate tossed her in bed he rolled over and fell right back asleep while I was left to deal with a very awake and very not tired little girl. This morning he didn't just toss a little girl into bed, apparently he tossed a mini surgeon in. She crawled out of bed and ran to get what I thought was a bag of plastic animals but apparently plastic animals are here surgical tool of choice. She climbed back into bed next to me and as I naively thought she was going to entertain herself with animals, she began operating on me. First I received a facelift with the hoofs of a plastic horse. For those who have not experienced this procedure, it is extremely painful and I'm pretty sure my surgeon should've brought in an anesthesologist before she began. I found this procedure a bit offensive since I still view myself to be young enough to forgo a facelift for a few more years. I explained this to my surgeon, and the fact that I was in a lot of pain, and she agreed to move on to more pressing surgical concerns. I next had my arm sliced open with a cow, I don't remember my arm hurting prior to the procedure but I just assumed that my little Doogie Howser knew what she was doing. After a little more work on my arms and hands she decided that her work with me was done and thought she might dabble in veterinary medicine, luckily for Jaeger she jumped away from Dr. Kevorkian before she could start in on her. I'm not sure if I should be pleased that my little girl is showing such an aptitude for medicine or afraid to close my eyes. I am sure that this is one more thing that makes me fear for the spawn growing inside me. The first hint that I should be afraid was:

I just don't think that baby is big enough to be giving her a horsie ride. Please tell me you see the same visions of tummy time going terribly wrong.

UH

I'm having a hard time trying to remember why I wanted to have another baby. When I was pregnant with Reese my only first trimester symptom was extreme exhaustion which was easily cured by a nap when I got home from work. This go around I'm sick with a capitol ICK! I've had at least some degree of nausea every single day, most days I can't even stand up without feeling like I'm going to puke. Oh and speaking of puking, I do it all the time, it's become my evening ritual and no I don't feel any better after I do. The newest joy in my life is the kidney pain that started last night and has yet to subside, it's not that it hurts terribly it's the fact that I know how bad it can get and that's enough to make me want to cry. Other than that it's just the usual joys of having your hormones messed with, I'm mean to just flat out call it what it is. I roll my eyes constantly at what I deem to be the stupidity of others and have labeled innocent bystanders my arch nemesis. I feel bad for poor little Reese because my fuse isn't as long as it used to be and despite my best efforts to fight against it, I fear she may be getting the short end of the stick.
Did I mention we're potty training? Well we are, and that's enough to make anyone rethinking having more children. We started a week ago and Reese is doing really well with peeing in the toilet but we're still having trouble trying to get her to poop in it.
I'm 8 weeks along today so hopefully the first trimester woes will end soon, if not expect to read more blogs about the stupidity of those I encounter.

#2

There's another little Crandall on the way. I have my first doctor's appt. in a week but by my calculations I'm 5 weeks along and will be due March 5th. Which means that in 35 ridiculously long and tiring weeks Reese will undergo the transformation from only child to Super Big Sister.

Ireland

The day after Reese's birthday party, Nate and I left for 6 days in Ireland without the little princess. This was a hard earned trip as I had watched a little girl for 10 days while her parents were in Italy so that they would watch Reese while we went to Ireland, and if you add up all the other time I spent watching kids over night then you'd see that this vacation was a necessity for me.
We left Sunday and flew in to Kerry which is in the Southwest of Ireland. We picked up our rental car and I hoped behind the wheel which was of course on the right side of the car. I was nervous about driving on the "wrong" side of the road but other than having to focus on which side to be on when you turned, it wasn't that bad (side note: it's screwed me up for life because now when I turn into a parking lot that's got one of those dividers in the center I have the hardest time remembering which side I'm supposed to enter on). It was raining when we got there and we were starving so we stopped at a pub and waited the longest period of time ever to get some food, luckily when we got it it was good. After lunch we drove to Killarney Forest and went to the Muckross House. Originally we were going to rent bikes and ride around the lake and over to the waterfall, but since our lunch took so long to get and it was raining, it didn't make much sense to do that. Instead we wandered around outside and then drove straight through the forest to get to our hotel. It ended up being a good plan for us because there were so many turnouts on the road that Nate and I were constantly pulling over and getting out and running around looking at things. At our very first stop as we were climbing wet slippery rocks, I realized how nice it was that it was just the two of us and we didn't have to worry about Reese falling. We drove the rest of the way to Kenmare and checked in to our Bed and Breakfast for the night. It was the most amazing place and we had what would be equivalent to the master suite in the place, we were up on a little hill and one of our walls was a giant window so when we were done for the day we just layed on the bed and looked at the sheep grazing in the fields. After we had checked in we wandered in to town and looked around. We saw our first stone circle just outside of town and then we went to Holy Cross Church which had an amazing wooden ceiling. Most of the shops in the town were closed by the time we got there, so we went to a pub where we had AMAZING food and then called it a night.

The next day we got up bright and early and had our first Irish breakfast at our B&B. I could definetly get used to having bacon, sausage, eggs, cereal, and toast every morning, it was so good and it was a great way to start off our long day. After breakfast we started off on our drive of the ring of kerry, now I mock Rick Steves incessantly, but we took the route he had suggested for the ring of kerry and the entire day we only saw one tour bus and we hardly saw any cars. It was amazing to be completely by ourselves, it made it feel more like we were explorers than tourists. One of the first places we pulled off the ring was at Staigue Ring Fort. The road from the main road to the fort was ridiculously small, and the funny part was that it wouldnt' even be the narrowest road we drove on during our trip, we were glad we had gotten our dinky Nissan Micra. When we got to the fort we wandered around enjoying the views of the ocean and I swear we didn't see the sign about climbing on it until we were going to leave.

Our next stop along the ring was Carroll's Cove which had an amazing little beach. We got out and played in the sand for awhile and I braved the ocean, which actually wasn't that bad, while Nate found jellyfish washed up on the shore. I don't know why I hadn't thought that Ireland would have beaches, but I was amazed and it made the trip that much better to get to play in the ocean. The next part of our drive had some amazing views of the Skellig Islands, despite the overcast day, and then we pulled out for what was supposed to be an amazing view and we were not disappointed. Finally we ended up in Portmagee which is home to the Top Toilet according to the sign. We had a quick lunch at a bakery and then hoped back in the car for the rest of our journey. At the bakery I had picked up this little map that lisetd things in the area and it showed a castle in the next town we had planned to visit, I had just been telling Nate how we hadn't seen a castle yet so I was eager to go to the one on the map.

When we got to the town of Cahersiveen we wandered around the shops for a bit and then drove out to Ballycarberry Castle which ended up being one of the highlights of the trip for us. There was a barbed wire fence around it but it was tied off so we went ahead and walked under the fence and went up to the castle. We were able to climb up the stairs inside of it and just have a lot of fun. The man who is in charge of it actually came out and watched us, but just warned us to be careful and didn't mind that we were getting an upclose look at the castle. After our time at the castle we drove on over to the Cahergal fort before we finished our drive to Tralee where we stayed the night.

Tuesday was going to be one of our longest driving days and just getting out of Tralee with all the traffic took longer than we had expected. We were taking a ferry across the Shannon Estuary and got there just as the ferry we had planned on was leaving. The next one was only an hour away so we went back to the town and got some snacks to eat while we waited. When we got off the ferry we had directions to go one way but the gps wanted us to go another, so in the spirit of adventure we followed the gps and it ended up being a good idea. It took us on these crazy, and I mean CRAZY, backroads that were up and down hills and the fear of where we would pull over if another car came was a very real one. We had so much fun just zipping around on the roads though. When we finally met back up with where our directions were leading us too, we were in the town of Lahinch and we figured we'd go ahead and stop for lunch. Stopping in Lahinch ended up being one of the best decisions we made, it was this super awesome little surf town. We had our lunch at the pub and then as we were wandering around we found a surf shop and I was so excited, I got an awesome sweatshirt and then we went and played at the beach for awhile. It was actually a fairly warm day so it felt nice to run around in the sun.

After our time in Lahinch, we drove up to the Cliffs of Moher which are some of the most amazing cliffs I've ever seen. This was another moment where we were glad we didn't have Reese because we were able to go past the "do not go past here" sign and get some of the best views of the cliffs. I had read that the wind gusts push tourists off the cliffs a few times a year so I was a little freaked out that Nate was getting so close and at one point I thought about what would've happened if we had taken Reese with us and had a mild meltdown at the idea of her falling off a cliff despite the fact that 1. she wasn't with us and 2. if she had been we wouldn't have gone past the sign. Even with my fears it was still amazing to see. When we had finished at the cliffs, we finished our drive to the town of Doolin where we'd be staying the next two nights. We were so exhausted from our long day that we ended up taking a quick nap before we drove out to the burren which is this crazy rocky landscape that has grass and flowers growing in between the gaps in the rocks. We drove out to the Poulnabrone Dolmen and then just wandered around the Burren some more before we headed back to town and got some food and listened to some pub music.

Wednesday we took a boat from Doolin out to Inishmore which is one of the Aran Islands. It ended up being a ridiculously warm, sunny day and we even ended up getting sunburnt while we were on the island. When we got there we rented bikes, really crappy bikes, and started peddling out to the main site on the island Dun Aenghus. Part way through our ride we stopped at the beach, naturally, and cooled off before we finished our ride up to Dun Aenghus. Dun Aenghus is another ring fort, but this one is situated against a cliff and is actually missing parts due to erosion. We had to hike up the hill to the fort but when we got there the ocean view was amazing. We just sat on the edge of the cliff and ate our lunch while we enjoyed the sun and sea. After that we rode our bikes around the island until it was time to return them and catch our boat back to Doolin. In the end I think we ended up biking about 15 miles that day, which is a lot when you consider the island is only about 9 miles long. When we got back to Doolin, and could feel our sunburns setting in, we wandered around the town and then headed out to dinner at a pub that we had been told would have really awesome music that night. Our B&B hostess was right on with how good the music was, despite the fact that we were exhausted we stayed out for awhile listening to the crazy folk music.

Thursday morning we had to be up super early so we could return our car in Galway by 8am and catch our 9am train to Dublin. It was kind of shock to arrive in Dublin after all the time we'd spent out in the quaint countryside. We couldn't even think of anything we wanted to do there because we really just wanted to be back out by the cliffs. Luckily we got over ourselves and decided to just wander around. We walked past Dublin Castle and St.Patrick's Cathedral on our way to the Kilmainham Gaol which was the only place I really wanted to see. I have an unnatural fascination with prisons so I was very excited to get to go inside this one and our tour guide was really informative and taught us a lot about some of the political history of Ireland. Nate was a little mad that I'd made him walk all the way there in the sun when he had a sunburn but when we walked past the house that was using an old car as a garden it made the whole trek worth it for both of us. Since Thursday was our actual anniversary we were trying to come up with something to do when we decided to just go out to the suburbs of Dublin and see Iron Man 2. We ended up having the best night, if we didn't know any better we would've thought that we were in America and while it may sound sad to go to Dublin to feel like you're in America, for people who haven't had a regular American night out in awhile it was awesome. We took the tram out to the suburb and went to this huge 4 story mall where we spent some time wandering through mostly American stores before we went and had dinner at TGI Fridays and then watched Iron Man 2. We loved our night in Dublin and as we got back to the city after our night out and saw all the people at the pubs we realized that we had made the right decision because we're just not nightlife people.

Friday morning we took a taxi to the airport and got back to our baby girl that afternoon. I was so excited to see her after being away from her and despite the fact that she was completely fine without us, she was still really excited to see us too.

Reese's 2nd Birthday Party

Reese's birthday party was over a month ago now, but I've been putting off posting about it until now. It's 11:45pm and despite the fact that Reese and I spent the entire day at the pool and I'm exhuasted, it's SOOOO hot in the house that there's no way I'm going to be able to fall asleep....guess that means it's the perfect time to work on the blog.
Since Nate didn't get home from Spain until Reese's actual birthday, we decided to have her party the following Saturday. Since her favorite movie is Bolt I decided to go ahead and through her a Bolt themed party. I ended up finding a lot of cool party supplies online and I even found a shirt for Reese to wear to her party. She invited a few friends from playgroup and church and they all had a lot of fun. When the party started we just let the kids run around and play with one another in the backyard for awhile, we got lucky that the weather was nice. After they had gotten some of their wiggles out we fed them lunch while I got ready for our games. The first game was essentially an Easter egg hunt, but we called it "Find Penny" (Penny is a character in the movie) and whoever found the egg with a penny inside would get a prize. This game was perfect for the kids because they all knew the concept of collecting eggs and dove in running around to get them. All the eggs were filled with candy so everyone was a winner. After that we played "Pin the Mark of Power on Bolt" which was a little bit harder because they didn't quite get the concept, but they all enjoyed getting to pick different color lightning bolts so it wasn't an entire bust. After the games we had cupcakes, which by the way I spent an entire day making. It's no secret that I'm not a crafty person, but I really wanted them to look nice without having to go to the store and buy a cake so after I baked them I froze them for awhile so they'd be easier to frost and I even heated the frosting up so it would spread easier, then I refrigerated them until they were hard again so that I could more easily draw the lightning bolts on them. In the end I was so proud of my accomplishment and even better was that they tasted delicious too. Anyways, enough tooting my horn, after the cake Reese opened her presents and then we turned on the bubble machine and let the kids run around and play until their parents took them home.
I had been hesitant to throw Reese a party, but in the end I was really glad I did because she's become so social and she loved getting to have all her friends over and run around and play. I love that she has so many friends that she enjoys playing with and that she's not timid about playing with other kids. When we go to the park now, she just takes off and plays with her friends without looking back and she's such a daredevil about doing things that it's hard for me to just let her go and not hover but I try my best. I'm so excited about the little girl that she's become, she makes me laugh everyday and even though I sometimes want to pull my hair out, it's all worth it when she runs up and gives me one of her big hugs.
We rented a helium tank so that we could have mass quantities of balloons

Reese was such a big help with setting up for her party

Posing with the bolt cutout I made for one of the games

All the party guests wearing their party hats

Delicious bolt cupcakes

She was an expert candle blower outer

How is My Baby Already TWO?!?!

I can't believe it's been two years since Reese came into our lives. She's such a sweet little girl that I can't imagine what my life would be like if without her. I took her to the dr. on Thursday and she got an overall rating of "perfect", I love when the doctor uses that word to describe my baby. She says and does so many new things that I can't even think of all of them. She has started moving the kitchen chairs around and climbing up on them to get what she wants, she's an immense hoarder and generally sleeps with roughly 10 stuffed animals in her bed. She's got a great vocabulary and is learning more words everyday. Yesterday I asked her how old she was and she told me to guess, I started laughing so hard. She's started to play with other kids without caring where I am. When we were at the park the other day she ran off and didn't even check on me likely she usually would. She's a very caring and thoughtful little girl, when she's with her friends she always wants to make sure that they are treated fairly for example, we were watching her friend Max last weekend and I was getting them fruit snacks, I handed her hers and she said "and max?" because she wanted to make sure he was getting some as well. She's hilarious, but she's also capable of driving me insane. I love the little person she's becoming and while I wish I could stop time and keep her this age forever, I'm also eager to see her continue to learn and grow.
Her birthday was Saturday and that was the same day Nate came home from Spain. I woke up really early and made her homemade strawberry banana waffles and topped them with strawberries, bananas, hot fudge and whipped cream. I even put a candle in them and attempted to sing happy birthday, but every time I started singing she would yell at me or clamp her hands over my mouth so I couldn't.
Birthday breakfast complete with a candle

The after effects of hot fudge for breakfast. Needless to say we went straight up to the tub after this. After all that we played outside for awhile and then got the phone call from Nate telling us what time he would be arriving in Frankfurt. Reese and I decided to go to the park for a picnic and then we headed for the airport. Nate got in right after we arrived and Reese was happy to see Daddy and the presents that he had brought for her. Since Nate wasn't arriving until her actual birthday we had decided to postpone her party for a week and figured we'd just pick him up and take Reese to the zoo for her birthday instead of having to wait for him to ride the shuttle home to us. The Frankfurt zoo was really cool, and Reese had a blast seeing all the animals.

The goats were the first thing we saw and she didn't want to leave.

You could go inside the goat pen and pet them which Reese proceeded to do to that particular goat for a long time.

At the sea lion exhibit one of them swam right in front of Reese for a long time, it kept looking at her and going back up, it was really fun for her.

The baboons are always a hit, probably because they have so much in common with a two year old human.

This thing was crazy, I don't remember it's name but I've never seen one before and it kind of looked like it should've been around with the dinosaurs. The little girl however is 100% adorable.

Reese loved getting to spend time with Daddy after his month away.
This picture makes me laugh, she was a little freaked about sitting that close to that lion. For a little girl that always wants to pet and hug every animal she sees, at least she has common sense enough to know that lions are dangerous.
This is just proof that tigers ARE bigger than two year olds.....and pink puppies too.
When we got home from the zoo we opened all her presents from family. She was so spoiled with all the things that were sent by grandparents and great grandparents and aunts and so on and so forth. When she had got up that morning she had made a beeline for the presents but was told she had to wait for Daddy to get home, she did end up opening one but other than that she patiently waited.
She's an expert present opener.
That's the tiara she wore randomly throughout the day since she was the birthday princess

I'm so glad that Nate was able to get home for at least half of her birthday this year, last year he left for Iraq 3 days before her birthday. We had a great time and now we have to get ready for her party with all her friends this Saturday.

Mother's Day 2010

This Mother's Day had the all makings to be an extremely terrible day and despite all of that it some how turned out amazing. Nate has been in Spain for the past two weeks and despite our desire to go see him it just would've been too hard. He's 2 1/2 hours outside of Madrid so Reese and I would have to fly in and then rent a car to get down to him plus he's staying in dorms on a spanish base so Reese and I would have to get a hotel as well plus when you figure in the fact that there isn't much to do where he's at it just would've been a waste. So anyways, it was just going to be Reese and I for Mother's Day. I decided last year that every year for Mother's Day I want Nate to take some nice pictures of Reese and I, not just your run of the mill everyone with mom on the front porch pictures, but actually going somewhere and making an effort to get cute pictures. With Nate being gone this year I was afraid I would just have to settle for a quick front porch picture but instead I was able to enlist my friend Eric, who is a wonderful amateur photographer by the way, to go out with Reese and I to take some pictures. They turned out great as you'll see at the end of this post.

Nate's not being here wasn't the only thing standing in the way of Mother's Day perfection, last week Eric asked if I would watch his 14 month old son from Saturday night through Thursday morning so he and his wife could go to Rome (maybe that's why he was so willing to take pictures for us). So now instead of just being Reese and I, I also had a spare kid for Mother's Day, to say I wasn't expecting much of the day was an understatement but boy did those two kids surprise me. I woke up Sunday morning by myself, meaning there were no children yelling for me, I ended up having to wake both of them up to get ready for church. At church they were both well behaved and then Reese went to nursery without crying for the first time in weeks which made me VERY happy. On our way home from church they both fell asleep in the car and despite the fact that they both woke up when I was getting them out of the car, they both fell right back to sleep when I put them in bed meaning that I was able to take a wonderful Sunday nap. When I woke up from my nap they were both barely waking up so I got them out of bed and then we had a snack of fresh baked bread with honey butter that a sweet woman at church had given us that morning. For dinner we'd been invited over to our home teacher's house and we had an amazing looking and tasting meal with his family plus Reese got to run around and have a blast with their kids. When we left to go home she was actually crying because she couldn't stay and play. We got home just before bedtime and I put the kids to bed and those ended a very low key but extremely enjoyable day. Is it selfish to dream of more days like yesterday?

 

The Finger

Yesterday Reese was playing outside at our friends' house when she fell and cut the tip of her finger. She came inside and got it all washed out and it bled for just a tiny bit and then was fine, but the way she had cut it she had scraped some skin off so it was hanging there and finally I had to pull it off because she couldn't handle it being there. This tiny little incident resulted in the meltdown of all meltdowns. There was absolutely nothing that would make her happy, no amount of kisses and hugs could heal this vicious injury which she had sustained. She would finally stop crying and then something would set her off and she'd be back crying about her finger. I did feel bad for her, but she wouldn't let me do anything so I just had to sit back and wach her deal with it. When we got home we had begun to calm down but she was still behaving the way someone who had just had open heart surgery might behave so I layed her on the couch and let her watch a movie to take her mind off of her woes. This is how she sat throughout the entire movie, finger raised because afterall you have to keep it elevated so you don't bleed to death. Luckily the movie seemed to take her mind off the finger because she didn't seem to have any issues with it for the rest of the night.