As the world turns

Well, we are never without some drama over here.

Last night, after going to bed, Jack somehow managed to hit his head on the corner of his night table. There was plenty of blood (hello head laceration), a trip to the urgent care (again*), and two staples in his head.

And then I was up all night. Because there is nothing like your bleeding child to kick off your "OMG THE CHILDREN!" fears. LOL

At least we are consistent. We had to go to the ER when Jack was only 6 days old and Dave says there are no babies for us without multiple hospital visits. Ha. Wise acre he is.

Let the good times roll.

* That's our fifth hospital trip in 3 weeks. 3 for me, 1 for Dave (7 stitches), and now 1 for Jack.