NoR's last comment in my post was "Bah Humbug..." my sentiments exactly. Christmas is Tuesday, and on top of having to buy a new car, I am going to have a big fat doctor bill to pay! Let me elaborate...
I am getting out of the shower last Friday, and I hear a God awful scream coming from W's room. I scurry in (half naked of course), to see blood erupting profusely from W's head! You see the boys decided to fight over a Pokemon card album. W punched D, so D decided to hurl a Nerf Blaster (which is almost as big as he is by the way) at W's noggin. After sending W to the restroom (hey, I have cream colored carpet!) and wailing D's ass (if you are an employee of Child Protective Services, please ignore the last comment), I made haste to see how bad it was. Blood always flows from the head in abundance it couldn't be that bad right? WRONG!
When we got to Immediate Care and got him cleaned up, there was a HUGE hole in his head! They used a 2 1/2 inch needle to numb him for stitches...he was screaming, I was hysterical, and crying (I excused myself for a moment...especially since I'd just asked him to be brave), and D was in utter fear of what might happen to him as there would surely be a consequence.
I made him watch every moment of the shots, the 5 stitches...the whole 9 yards. I'm sure he's traumatized, but hey...he has to realize that there are consequences for such bad choices in life.
So there you have it! I was going to get into the story about D asking me what a "virgin" is this weekend, but this is getting too damned long...That'll be in my next post.
In comments...who's gonna start the pool betting on what my next tragedy will be?