*So let me set up the story*It is 5:30 pm. I've been cleaning like crazy for another house showing. I look at the clock. I yell to Josie to please get me some tuna, since dinner wasn't made. Todd is standing there waiting for me to take him to batting practice, Mitch is panicking because Layne (coach Layne) isn't home yet and it is almost time to leave for their ball game, I'm on the phone talking to Layne to see where he is & then Justin starts screaming.
*Here's what happened*
As Josie was starting to go up the stairs, Justin jumps off the third stair and WAM! He hits his head on the tuna can. Splits open his head.
It was a nice clean, 1" cut. So I figured I could just pull it together with butterfly bandages. I will admit, my first thought was, "Are you kidding? I don't have time for the hospital!" I'm a good mom like that. I figured if it didn't stop bleeding in a couple hours I'd take him. And it did stop in about 1.75 hours. :o)So, another scar on Judd's head. And when he finally stopped crying, we discovered that the reason why he was crying so hard was because he knew I wouldn't let him go to the game now that he was bloody.
*He was right*
A much better part of my day was when I came home from running errands. Josie had made rolls all by herself. They were yummy. Tasted just like mine. They looked beautiful and she had even made some into her own name. What a funny little chick.Have a great weekend!
