We knew it would come some day. I've joked about it for a couple of years now. Thankfully, it didn't turn out to be a big deal. She fell and her teeth made a huge gash in her bottom lip -I had no clue how bad it was or if it would require stitches…so off to the ER we went.
I had Evyn's camera in my purse from an earlier project today. So you KNOW I totally whipped it out at a stop light, right? If you were a Facebook friend, you'd remember last year's EKG. But I digress…back to the bloody mess at hand.
Poor James. I called him at work – at the time I couldn't even figure out where the gush of blood was coming from. So he panicked a little and met me at the ER.
After the nurses cleaned her up we found a second boo-boo–this one on her chin.
Of course the final verdict was – no stitches. Just go home. And wait for the bill.
But not before stopping for the most expensive popsicle this year.
Yes, people were looking at me weird. Who takes a dozen pictures of her kid at the emergency room? Are you kidding? As long as she's probably fine – AND sitting so pitifully in a wheelchair – ME: