Monday, July 26, 2010

Ouch. And somehow, she has dry eyes.

I don't know what to say to prepare you.... I can't tell you how much I wish she had just peed in the tree again.
This was totally an accident. She and Gage were in the yard hitting golfballs down onto the fairway, and she just leaned over to pick up a ball and Gage got her on his backswing.
He was using real youth clubs with real steel heads.
When they cleaned the dime sized hole in the ER we could see the white of her skull and tendons/nerves? running down her forehead to her eyebrow. I was a little nauseous.
She didn't really cry very much and we got her fixed up right as rain. I think she's such a pretty little thing (I know I'm biased) and it's too bad she'll have that big scar. But seriously, I'm just glad she still has her eye.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

I've heard everyone gets one...

I mean one of those kids who can't seem to remember all those little details.
Like to wear their clothes. Regularly.
Lauren is ours and what a week she has had.
My dad has gotten to the point that he says he's gonna swat her little bummy if comes home from work again to find her little outfit on the floor and the only peice she's wearing is the hair bow. (He won't though because he is a big marshmallow.)
Yesterday she climbed a tree. Then she shed her sundress. So, she's hanging out in a tree in her undies with rumpled little pile of fabric at the base of the tree. Then she pees. On purpose. While still in the tree. And I'm wondering how to get my nakey, slippery little girl out of the pee soaked tree. I decided to leave her there, grinning at me, till things dried out a little.
Today she put our cat in the chest freezer. That was one hairy popsicle and one chilly little kitty.
She also put the kitty in the thin little drawer in my dad's tool box. My mom went out to find duct tape and got the scare of her life. I didn't see it but I bet that was pretty funny.
Her swimming teacher makes her sit on the side regularly because she just dives off into the deep water. By deep water, I mean the shallow end only that she still can't touch and is supposed to wait on the stair until it's her turn. Yesterday they had to rescue her about six times.
Before dinner tonight, Gage punched her clean in the mouth. She had a bloody lip and he had a cut knuckle. Yesterday he shut her hand in the car door. He claims both were accidents but when you say it with a smile it just doesn't seem like the truth, does it?
So I think I'm gonna start watching for gray hairs. And more piles of clothes.