It's been a while........

Howdy there folks! I have been a slacker for the last 8 or 9 days and with a semi-decent excuse. Last Saturday morning, Sept 26th, Chloe fell off of a tall wooden stool and cracked her head on the corner of the wall.I WAS NOT IN THE ROOM WHEN IT HAPPENED!!! At first she cried, (THAT'S WHEN I WALKED IN THE ROOM!), and you could tell she was really hurt. Dad was holding her and had his hand on her head while arguing with April about I DON'T KNOW WHAT, then he took his hand off of her head and you could see the wetness in her hair and the blood on his hands.Yep, this was the first time she had lost blood in one of her many crashes, and being a head injury it was a lot of it. You should have seen the eyes of the other children when the "Shee's Bleeeeding", declaration was made. You would have thought a goat ran through the living room! So with dad holding Chloe's head, I ran upstairs( two flights, mind you) to get my shoes,and a quick run to the potty since I was sure we were going to be gone for hours and public toilets are the WORST (that reminds me of a story about the toilets in Scotland at this one town, we were coming from Glasgow and stopped in Biggar. You have NEVER seen toilets this CLEAN!!! You could have eaten off the floor! There were fresh flowers on the sinks and a real live attendant!! I felt like a Queen! Oh my!). Sorry, back to Chloe- So to make this story short (since the thought of me talking about toilets has triggered Chloe to need to go), we took her in, and were seen by the doctor within the first 15 minutes after arriving. The nurse and staff were awesome and so caring.What a blessing! They did a fantastic job and she acts as if nothing ever happened, except for the occasional scratching of a healing wound.
So, I had better go and take care of the little person before she fixes herself.
Have a wonderful day!

A face plant and flying noodles!

Okay, the title tells it all, but I HAVE to tell you what really happened. Yesterday (dreamy music playing in the background), at our extremely late lunch around 2:30 pm, we were enjoying the remnants of beef stroganoff we had the night before. Chloe was in her highchair and stood up. I grabbed her bowl and loosened her tray but it was still in front of her. Wyndon came in the room and stood behind her while talking away. (this is his new bad habit- talking through anything going on, ignoring whatever surrounds him, including danger!) As I was breaking into his conversation to ask him to grab Chloe, she leaned forward, pressing onto the loose tray, dislodging it and taking a dive. She was only inches from cracking her head on the corner of the table when miracoulsly her head redirected itself and headed for the corner of the table leg.

(Now let me tell you about this table we have- it's a manly table chosen by my husband because it was made from solid wood so nothing on it is less than 2 inches thick. It is SOLID and anyone's head meeting it will have a slight concussion from the impact!)

Okay now back to the story: So her head is headed (that's a pun, get it?) for the edge of the table leg when it redirects itself toward the side of the leg and down she goes, scuffing her eyebrow off before she hits the floor on her face with legs bent up behind her upon impact. Me,in the process of trying to catch her and watch her at the same time, with extreme delayed reaction, grabs in the air, tossing the bowl and noodles on top of the already hurt and traumatized child. Well, she started crying and Wyndon started laughing, so I held myself together, checked her out for any serious injury and have been laughing ever since!
(As I wrote this, I was laughing so hard that the children kept asking me if I was alright!)

Thank the Lord for Angels and quick growing eyebrows!