Thursday, December 20, 2007

Hopefully this isn't becoming a Christmas tradition...

So last year at about this time, the kids were playing and running in the basement, even though we've said 50 million times not to run in the house, and Cassie, my niece slams the door shut just as Spencer gets to it-he ends up with a big gash right at his eyebrow-we ended up taking him to Children's Hospital and they glued his head. So, tonight we are at my parent's house and the kids were being nuts....I told them to go play in the toy room. There is a set of bunk beds in there that my dad made (there are no slats under the top mattress). Spencer is standing on the top bunk and Shelby is on the bottom bunk, she puts her feet on the mattress and lifts it up and the whole bunk board and mattress come down on top of her. Spencer falls and busts his lips on the side of the bed. I hear crying and run in the room to find Spencer covered in blood and Shelby saying "Help me"-she's trapped under the mattress. I yell for Todd to come help me...I'm trying to get Spencer down and get Shelby out. To make a long story short, I end up taking Spencer to the hospital-PRAISE THE LORD he didn't have to get any stitches and his nose was okay. His poor little face looked so horrible.....we got in quickly, too because he looked so bad-thankfully we were only there for about an hour. He didn't say two words probably the whole time we were at the hospital and all...I know he was so afraid. He started talking on the way home, but it was hard to understand him because his lips are so swollen. When we are almost home he tells me, "I think the kid who got hurt should get to stay up late". I said, "I think the kid who got hurt needs to go to bed so the swelling can go down on his face and his mouth can heal up." :-) He is still up and it's after 10--we'll put them to bed soon. It has been a crazy night.
Come to think of it, this is our third "disaster" close to Christmas time. One year when Sarah Beth was a baby, she drank denatured alcohol that my dad was using to clean something with....I had to take her to the emergency room so they could run tests and be sure she was okay. Hopefully this isn't going to be a tradition in our house. :-)

1 comment:

Marti said...

The Christmas tradition at our house is that one of the kids gets sick just before we're supposed to travel. In fact, last year sickness kept us home.

This year it's Ike's turn. He's been running a temp since yesterday afternoon. We're still planning to travel (leaving Saturday), but we'll see how his is tomorrow.

Merry Christmas!