Today started early because we have 9 o'clock church. Ugh. The kids are not usually up before 9. Anyway, Derrick, our sweet baby, was a grouch all day. When we came home from church, we tried to take our typical after church nap. Well, Dillan decided to give himself a haircut. Big bald spot in the front now. Grrr. I told him that we pay Christa to cut our hair, so we shouldn't do it ourselves.
We went to Gma and Gpa Simmons, and in the course of jumping up and down and playing with the other kids, Dillan and Danny collided, and Dillan's front tooth went through his lip. A huge piece of his lip was hanging down, blood going everywhere, all over his white shirt, the carpet, the floor, ugh. So we took him to the nearest insta-care, and they sent us to a different one because they do not accept our insurance. We go to the other one, and it is closed. So, we go pick up the other two kids, call a sitter, and head to the third one. They take us, but there is a wait.
By the time we got into the doctor, the bleeding had stopped, and the lip had started to heal. The doctor said it could use a few stitches, but it might be pretty traumatic for him, so we could just try and let it heal on its own, and watch it carefully, making sure it stays clean etc.
So we went home without a big expensive bill, had some dinner, played Risk, cleaned up the house a little, and now I am blogging about it. It doesn't sound as bad in writing, but today just seemed insane to me.
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