Do Kids Have Nine Lives?

I have been feeling too hot in our little heat wave to post much about anything lately….things have cooled down DRAMATICALY today, but now I have a cold!!

Great huh.

I was chuckling though, because even without any deep thoughts or big issues to blog about (and there are some..I am just too tired to formulate coherent sentences) there is ALWAYS something to talk about.

Yesterday, there came blood curdling screams from outside..Adam comes staggering in, looking worse for wear, CLUTCHING his knee….when I see his knee I almost hurl.  He has done a number on it.

Blerg.

It was going to take a LOT more than the band aids and polysporin that we had.

This was an hour before Crunchy Husband was about to make HIS escape for a poker night and WE had been thinking about hitting a movie.

Instead it was of to the ER.

His gaping wound….big L shaped gash on knee..was big enough that Fast Track in the ER actually meant that this time and we were out of there in about two hours.

Him with about 4 stitches in his knee and feeling like a war hero.

The reason the wound was so bad was because the green space beside our house is cobbled with ‘decorative’ concrete blocks.  This is probably because it is also the ‘fire lane.’  But not conducive for safe play by clumsy children.

He also now has a Hitler mustache shaped scrape right under his nose.

Age 7 – Adam receives first stitches.

And I want to thank my mom for having the large scotch to calm ‘her’ nerves in front of me.