Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Happy Father's Day

It wouldn't be a family celebration without a trip to the emergency room, and Father's Day proved to be no different.

Paul had left to make a quick run to HEB for some last-minute essentials when Mitchell went running through the breakfast nook and tripped over Noah. He took a hard hit to the chin on the tile floor. I calmed him down, took him to the kitchen and gave him a Spider Man cold pack to use for pain relief/pressure. I changed clothes like a maniac and threw the kids in the car. While attempting to speed down Blanco (it never fails that you're behind the slowest driver when you're in a hurry!), I left a message for Paul to meet us at the ER.

Mitchell was very brave. By the time we made it to the hospital, the bleeding and crying had stopped. We were lucky that he didn't need stitches - just some Dermabond and Steri-Strips.

On the way out of the hospital, Mitchell took Paul's hand and said, "Happy Father's Day, Daddy."

All is right in the world!

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