Seeing the Sunny Side of Life

Sometimes you just need a crazy day to appreciate how great life is.

The craziness started when I was supposed to take Ada to the doctors office yesterday, and I couldn't get my key in the ignition. The ignition has been on it's way out for awhile, but we have been able to get the keys in after some manipulation, but not anymore. I tried for about an hour, and ended up having to cancel the appointment and reschedule.

Later while playing outside Drew was riding Ada's bigwheel. He got going really fast and somehow got that bigwheel to turn on it's side and he skinned his knee really bad. He was sad for a few moments but was back to playing after a good cleaning and a bandaid. Then later in the day the kids decided to put up their Cars tent and were playing in it. Ada and Hayden were being a little too rambunctious in the tent so I made them get out, and Ada wasn't too happy about that. She went over to the tent and pushed the side of it. It didn't seem like anything too serious, but suddenly Drew started screaming, "Ouch! Ada hurt me! I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding!" I was like, "Drew she didn't hurt you that bad. You're okay." But he continued, "I'm bleeding. I'm bleeding." "Okay, okay Drew let me unzip this and I can see." I was clearly expecting to see nothing which is often what I find when a kid is saying I'm bleeding. But when I opened the tent up Drew had blood all over his hands and his t-shirt, and it was dripping down the back of his head. He must have fallen back and hit his head on the fireplace. I was like, "Oh boy." I grabbed him up and ran him upstairs and did the only thing I know to do and that was put a towel on the wound and hold it there. I had Drew hold it and went next door. One of the greatest things about where we live is that we have a NICU nurse that lives right next to us. So I went and got him and he came over to inspect it. When he got to our house the bleeding had totally stopped, and he couldn't even get the wound to open up. Lamon has told me how head wounds can always seem worse than they are because they bleed so easily. I am very glad that we didn't have to run to the hospital . . . because the car wouldn't have been able to start anyway.

Later at the dinner table I asked the kids to tell me the good things and the bad things that had happened during the day. Drew responded, "Everything that happened today was good." I said, "Really Drew? What about when you bonked your head? Did you like that?" To this inquiry he shook his head up and down. "Yes." What? He went on, "Well, it was some bad, but mostly good." I was intrigued at this point. Then he said, "It was good because that man came over to help me."

I was pretty proud of Drew for having such a positive outlook on life.

The crazy day ended with the power going out. I always think it's kind of exciting when the power goes out, and it always reminds me how blessed we are to have electricity!!!!