Headed to friend's Annual March Madness party (a 4-day long open house, if you will.) Brought the kiddos as had no real other choice. They were pretty alright and of course they lived for the "parrrrr-teeeee". Kinda fun for a school night.
Worst Part of the Day-
1. Liam broke my fave glasses in with one swift motion of his destructo hand. They may now function as opera glasses only.
2. In the middle of the night, Sir L. awoke screaming his head off. What the? I was blind in the dark (also without glasses, duh) and drugged with sleepiness. I picked him up and tried to hug the tears out of him. He kept on crying and I carried him into my bed. I felt his face wet with tears and he was choking on his massive tears. Geez, buddy. I turned on the lights and much to my shock their was blood EVERYWHERE. What happened? What the hell happened?? It took me a solid 10 seconds to realize Little Man L. was having a massive bloody nose. It was all over his face, his hair, his jammies, and of course my face, my hair and my jammies. My stark white comforter was covered with his bright red blood. It was crazy how much blood there was. (I declare I have never had a bloody nose.) I guess his face wasn't just wet with little boy tears. Oh my. It took me about 45 annoying minutes to get everything cleaned up and then toss the entire comforter in an ice cold bath. Da-hude.
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Weirdly - last week (prior to leaving for Denver) Wes has a bloody nose for four days. But it was fairly light - not heaps of blood like L. Strange'
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