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Well here was the plan last night:
{the *'s mark what was completed}
Get home*, go for a run*, read*, cook some fish, clean up a little, get some blog reading done, and prepare some blogs for today and next week.
Can you see that only two things happened?
Well i ended up getting a call right when i got in from my run from my cousin's aunt, saying Dylan had busted his hand open from slamming into a palm tree (didn't know they were so dangerous did you?!).
I ran by and picked him up (with my brother and other cousin {Ty} following behind me) and we went to the ER (this was around 8ish).
Bo, Ty, & Dylan all kept making fun of me for not looking at his cut. Umm do you want me to pass out while driving? Ty's response to my queasiness was to crack a joke, you're going to be a bad mom. HA. I told him when it counts i can take care of it, so bite me. For instance Bo one time jumped off a life-guard stand and it shattered and sliced into his feet really bad and i had to pick out all the pieces and cut his dead skin off while oozing blood...queasy yet? YOU'RE WELCOME.
We were there for only a few minutes before my uncle came and then Dylan's grandma, and she had his brother (4 years old) and sister (8 years old) in tow.
We got Dylan settled and we were all hanging out in the waiting room.
The kids hadn't eaten.
I was gross.
I ended up getting jackson's booster seat and took him and hannah to my car, buckled them up, got some chick-fil-a, got home, put on alvin & the chipmunks only to have to turn it off halfway through since it was already past their bed time. Make them beds on the couch, turn on some soft christian worship music and they were OUT.
THEN i remembered {hey i don't have kids} that i needed to get them up to go to the bathroom before they go to sleep. oops. Hannah got up...and was completely delusional and was all 'whats going on, where am i?!" she finally went to the bathroom and then i had to lead her back to the couch; poor child she was sleeping while standing.
Jackson...that was another story. He would not get up when i finally got him up he was all "sllleeeeeepppppp" and fell back onto the couch and fell asleep like this:
Little boys crack me up.
I really couldn't stop laughing after taking this, i even made maria get up and come look...so funny.
Ahhh children.
All things ended well. Dylan got 6 stitches and can't swim for 10 days (swim team season just started = chaos at my house). So he is a little bummed but he now has an awesome battle scar vs a palm tree.
Lesson of today: Dylan - 0 Palm tree - 1
Palm trees are beasts.
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