"Swingy"

Yesterday as we were getting ready for church, we had some excitement at our house! As the story goes, A was putting S's shoes on near our ironing board. S got up to get his tie and hair combed and bumped the ironing board which sent a can of spray starch tumbling right on top of S's head. One wouldn't think much damage could come from such a can, but one would be wrong!

A trip to the nearest emergency room, four staples and a little plush toy named Swingy later, everything had slowed down a bit. I felt so bad for S though. He knew he didn't want stitches and the doctors all told him he wouldn't have to get them. (S wasn't aware that the doctors were telling Mom and Dad he would have to have something similar though. :*( ) The Doctor and nurse held S's head like he was going to have a blessing and then the "snapping up", as S calls it, started.

Good thing he had his little Swingy to squeeze and Mom's hand.

We go back in six days to remove the staples. The staff tells us it won't be as bad as putting them in. I hope not! I usually don't cry when my children have "owies", but this one sure brought me close.

S insisted on going to church with us and went to our 7 year old primary class. He stuck pretty close until he figured the other kids could be just as silly as he could. It was good to see him running and laughing.

We then went to trick-or-treat in the hall at Grandma's house and were met by a special guest!

My brother who lives in Las Vegas came with his wife and dressed up as the big bad wolf. Both Z and S didn't mind the beast so much, but it sure scared B!

I'm grateful we live close enough to several hospitals, have insurance, and have family nearby. I think these are a few things that keep me sane.