how she managed to fling herself out of her crib…
Why I Have More Grey Hair – 5 Stitches
While on the phone with Mark explaining why my day wasn’t shaping up so great, I heard a thump. And, then some crying.
You know how sometimes you look at your kid and think, “hmmm…should I call the doctor? Do we really need to go to the E.R.? I don’t know…”
This wasn’t one of those times.
It was more like a “meet-me-at-the-ER-in-15-minutes” time.
Where apparently, getting 5 stitches is a lot of fun.
But, apparently, getting those aforementioned stitches out is not so fun.
And, posing for Mom to take pictures after the fact to show off how pretty she is, is just plain annoying.
I swear I have a dozen more grey hairs than I did last week.
She’s worth every one though.
Why I Have Grey Hair
Some say grey hair is hereditary.
(my gorgeous mother, picture courtesy of my talented sister)
I’m thinking it has more to do with this one.
Who yesterday shoved a fruit snack up her nose. Which meant a frantic call to the pediatrician while she screamed in the background with an occasional “BOO BOO IN MY NOSE!,” another frantic call to a neighbor who is an ER nurse, another frantic call to my husband at work, and then another call back to the pediatrician after it appeared as if the fruit snack had melted and had now run right out of that left nostril, which led to a “No more boo boo, Mama. Happy now.”
At least she won’t do that again.
Or so I thought.
Turned around in the car today to find her with a veggie stick totally sticking out of her nose as she just smiled.
10 more grey hairs today than yesterday.
What would life be like…
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