LOL!
Last night, Bruce and I went to a banquet for his work. It was a lovely evening, with good food and a chance to be out amongst grown ups! I got to meet the man who went on the business trip instead of Bruce when Shannon was hospitalized and thank him.
We left the kids to take care of themselves, which was a first. We've left them here and there during the day, but not for an evening. We got Shannon a frozen GF pizza and Papa Murphy's for the other two. They did really well, with the house only mildly disasterized, and they didn't call us even once!
Tristan, who told us he'd do the dishes before we got home, actually started them about the time we walked in the door. A plate had cracked in the dishwasher and came out in two pieces. Tristan was fascinated by this silly plate....can we glue it? Why not? Look how smooth the edges are, etc....and he wouldn't put the stupid thing down. Finally, Bruce told him, VERY SHARPLY to take the blasted thing out to the big trash can before someone got hurt. And we went upstairs to change our clothes.
Shannon came running up the stairs about 20 minutes later......panic in her voice, "mommy, mommy, mommmy, mooooommmmmy"
Yep, he'd dropped it on his foot while (finally) taking it out to the trash, resulting in a lovely cut on the top of his foot. It was a little over an inch long, on the pinky toe side of his foot, about halfway between toes and ankles.
Did I mention it was 9:25? And Bruce and I were both in our PJ pants? :rolling eyes:
So, while Bruce got dressed, I called urgent care and found one without a wait and off the boys went. Tristan now has 4 stitches. They'll come out about 10 days, but because of the diabetes, it may take a bit longer to heal.
Really, just another Friday night at our house! LOL!
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