Remember that song from the Bangles?? "Just Another Manic Monday..."
Today was that day.
Sam hates school. That is blunt but it is the truth. So every Sunday night I start dreading Monday morning. He is impossible to deal with. He always wants to just stay home. It has always been that way. He fusses until I drop him off.
Well today he got his wish. He stayed home even though he wasn't sick. He had to take care of his little brother and sister while I made yet another trip to the ER.
Last week everyone but Ann had the stomach virus. She caught it last night. By this morning she was dehydrated and weak. She got up to tell me she was wasn't going to school. I heard the awfulest noise upstairs. BANG!
I knew immediately it was her hitting the floor. I was sort of right. On the way down her nose and chin caught the edge of her bed.
So at 7:00 this morning I ran upstairs to find her laying beside the bed with a bloody nose. We got that settled down and I helped her get up and noticed a deep gash under her chin.
Her dad actually saw muscle in the gash and she needed a trip to the ER to sew it up.
After five stitches and a bag of IV fluids she left feeling much better.
My poor baby has not had stitches before. She was a little nervous. So we had to take a picture of her first boo-boo.
Get better soon Annie.