But as John was convalescing this afternoon, I got a call from Jack's school. You never want the preschool director's first words on the phone to be, "Everything is okay, but..." Jack apparently tripped while going down the concrete steps and took a very hard fall. He's got three bruises on his head, including a serious shiner on his forehead and a nice red lump on his crown. All of this on picture day, no less! I'm pretty sure the photos were taken prior to the incident, at least.
Both of my boys have been brave little soldiers, however, with Jack cheerfully singing his personal mash-up of "No More Monkeys" and "Patty Cake" (it goes something like this: "No more doctors, baker's man"), and John whipping up a delicious kale salad, sweet potato casserole, and pear crumble for dinner.
And I'm officially hanging up my nurse's cap and calling it a night.
Before Jack became one of the walking wounded |
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WOW!!! What a day!! concerned about John.. and Jack..and you!!! could you pls text me??just to let me know you all are a-okay!!! (305-496-1541) sending alot of xoxoxo's
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