The movers will be here tomorrow to take my computer, so this will be my last post for awhile.
We have been super busy getting everything ready to go to Japan, Idaho, Utah, and Storage.
We did have one special event that I thought I would share as my parting post. Father's Day was extra special - we spent 4 hours in the ER.
While I was cleaning up from a yummy Father's Day dinner, Jason was taking out the trash - and the kids... we bouncing on the blow-up mattress upstairs (after having been told several times, not to indulge in such activities). From what we gathered, Charlotte got a little extra bounce and her chin hit the hardwood floor. I hear her crying and was ignoring it. She cries a lot, especially when her 2 big brothers are involved. Then I hear Jayce telling her she had better go see me, the little flag went off and I met her at the top of the stairs. Her chin was bleeding profusely. I didn't even try and look at it really good (I have some experience with chin injuries, they always need stitches).
I told the boys to get their shoes (I found out later that Grahm thought I was kicking them out to the street). I grabbed a paper towel for the blood, met Jason on the front steps and informed him of our family outing. He held Charlotte while I made sure we had the appropriate insurance information and off we headed. By this time she had stopped crying and it had stopped bleeding!! We were admitted at 6:45pm and 4 hours later and 7 stitches later we were on our way home!
She was so tough, she hardly cried at all. I asked every nurse I talked to that I wanted someone good at stitches, so what did we get? A resident, who even I could tell she didn't have a clue how to suture (no offense to any of my favorite residents out there). I hope it heals pretty, I was willing to take her to a plastic surgeon - I told them I wanted it pretty. I am still angry about it.
At one point while she was being sutured she was tearing up a little and said she was not a big girl, because big girls don't cry.
This blog has two purposes: 1-to be a journal for my family and 2-to highlight things that inspire me as a wife, mother, sister, daughter, and a member of society. That is why it is Micah C (I see things) Micah Do (and then I try to do them).