While I'm on the topic of crazy children, let me just tell you that this past week has been a real doozy. Last Friday, as I was cleaning the bathtub, Annabeth pummeled over Camilla while running through the house. Camilla fell on the tile and busted her chin open. (Annabeth actually has the same scar from busting her chin open right in the middle of Barnes and Noble when she was 3). Then on Sunday night, she decided to climb on the bed and re-opened the wound when she hit her chin on the bed rail. Luckily, we have a friend who works in the ER and he was able to glue her up both times. On Monday, I didn't let her climb on anything or run anywhere. I tried so hard to keep her from picking at the glue so we wouldn't re-open the wound yet again. We nearly made it through the entire day...until she somehow managed to pull her elbow out of the socket - something called a nursemaids elbow? Since I didn't want to call our friend for a third time in less than a week, we ended up at a CareNow so the doctor could pop her elbow back into place. By the end of it all, my nerves were so fried, and Brent and I both agreed that we had had enough emergencies to last us the rest of their lives!
P.S. I registered Annabeth for Kindergarten this week, and had to fight back tears while waiting in line. I can't believe I am old enough to have a child in school!