Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Everything comes in 3s

It all started last Thursday with a trip to the emergency room. I won't go into all the details because everything is fine and I may have just become a little too hysterical with my judgment being impaired. Grace during her hippotherapy session starts screaming uncontrollable and...well I'll just leave it at that....she is fine. As Abe and I are waiting for the doctor, we talk about how lucky we have been that this is our first trip to the emergency room and that we really thought our first trip would be with Mack.

On Monday at the arboretum, Sophie decides to try to climb into the stroller and falls, face first, onto the concrete and now has a huge knot and bruise on her forehead. (Oh, this is also the day I have to take her into CE with no clothes on...she threw up all over her clothes...to drop Grace off...I got a lot of strange looks.) So that's number two...

Yesterday my friend Jackie phones (how does she always seems to know when I need her). "What are you doing?" she asks. I reply "I'm trying to figure out how much blood I should see before I take someone to the emergency room." She immediately leaves work and comes over (Thanks Jack!) We had just gotten home from school and I while I'm unloading everything out of the van (that's the really cool red minivan) and depositing it all in the house, Mack starts screaming. I roll my eyes (I'm such a awful mom) and head into the family room where Mack is standing with blood all over his face and the floor. I pick him up and try to assess the damage and try not to pass out. By the amount of blood, I am honestly expecting a huge gash across his head. Luckily it is only a much smaller gash. I still haven't gotten anyone to tell me exactly what happened but it looks like it hit it on the corner of something...maybe Grace's stander or a cabinet...I'm not sure. He will probably have a little scar on that perfect face but he's okay.

Okay, we should be done with bumps, cuts and bruises for a while. With 3 two-year olds do you think that is possible? Hey! I hear you laughing. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA


4 comments:

Kat said...

Two words for you...

Vitamin E

Jackie said...

Does anyone have the number for CPS? That stands for Comfort, Protection and Strength... for YOU (and the babies too!). Glad everyone's o.k.

love, J

Anonymous said...

Wish I was closer to help you in times like these. You've only just begun...... You're doing a great job!
Love,
Mom

Kelly said...

That's why God makes their little heads so hard! Glad you all survived a rough patch. Trust me, I know about ER trips. Tanner has us on an ER trip about every 3 months or so. Crazy kids!