A rough week....

I have managed to live 32 years of my life without ever needing stitches.  Not so with my children...and it appears they are in competition to see who can get the biggest gashes!  It began last Sunday with Evelyn.  She was twirling around in the living room and had her bottom lip tucked into her mouth.  She lost her balance, fell, and hit her chin on the coffee table which led to her top tooth going through her skin beneath her bottom lip.  It wasn't a big cut, but it was deep and she kept fiddling with it with her mouth so Joe wanted to close it up to prevent a big scar.  The picture below doesn't show much but it's there.  Just a couple stitches.  We didn't take her to the ER because we'd wait hours for some intern to stitch her....Doctor Daddy to the rescue!  Having him around sure comes in handy!  It was traumatizing to this Momma who had to hold her down though....

Showing off her battle scar...

Exactly one week later, Lorelai was dancing in the shower.  After THREE warnings for her to stop, she slipped, fell, landed on her chin.  Doctor Daddy to the rescue again! Blood was everywhere (good thing she was already in the shower.  Joe's quick/creative thinking led to him using a maxi pad held to her chin to stop the gushing.  Lorelai did a much better job getting her stitches than Evelyn.  She didn't even need to be held down, which was good considering I was out of town.  She was brave and held still.  When I got home she proudly showed off her blue stitches and explained to me that, "It's ok. Daddy fixed it.  He's a doctor!"  People are going to think we don't watch our kids or baby proof our home...our solution is to just stitch them up!  Sigh...