First set of stitches/glue... It always comes in a set of 3!

Last week was a really bad week for our Tatorbug. Of course, that usually means that it is also a bad week for me. Having kids, I have become a firm believer in the myth that accidents or medical issues ALWAYS come in sets of 3.

Last Sunday morning Tay climbed into bed with us and I thought we had gained a heater! Off to the InstaCare we went... the doctor decided he had a sinus infection. My opinion of this changed that night when he started throwing up everywhere. Pretty sure that the poor kid had an early case of the flu!

Lots of antibiotics and meds later Tay started feeling better just in time for my dad to get his gallbladder out on Tuesday. Dad had been complaining of a kidney stone for a few weeks. After ruling out that it wasn't a kidney stone- I told my mom to go have his gallbladder checked. Sure enough it was bad and needed to come out. We have a real pretty picture of it that I'm sure my dad has shown off to anyone that wants to see.

At this point I am really beginning to wonder what incident #3 will be. Maybe it was all that positive thinking! On Thursday I was running around crazy at work when Kelsi called. I answered long enough to tell her I would call her right back. Within 10 minutes I have voicemail from daycare, text messages from Kelsi and a picture text from Ryan. LOL This was my first clue that maybe #3 had occurred. Tay had fallen on the corner of a table at daycare and needed to be looked at. Needless to say I left my poor co-workers in a HUGE mess and ran off to meet Ryan at the Instacare (again!).

The cut was right below Tay's eyebrow and needed something. We opted for glue... less traumatic and all that stuff. At least it would have been less traumatic if Tay had held still! He was very upset that the doctor was going to glue him together. Glue was for paper not little boys! Tay moved right when the doctor applied the glue. The cut was sealed shut but so was part of his eye. Well-- I was trying to help get the excess glue off his eyelashes when he jerked his head-- so he also lost a bunch of his eyelashes right at the corner of his eye. Thankfully he has a ton of them and it's hard to tell unless you look really close! The picture actually looks a lot better than it does now with all the bruises...

We were going to take family pics over the weekend. I guess it will have to wait at least a week. Hopefully I can apply makeup or something so that we can get them taken before the weather decides to turn. I am also hoping that we have had our 3 for a long while and that this week can go a bit more smooth.

Where were you when the world stopped turning?

I think that we all can remember exactly where we were and what we were doing the moment that disaster struck our nation 9 years ago today. I was very pregnant with our now 8 year old daughter and getting dressed for the day. My mom called and said "Turn on the TV! The twin towers was hit by a plane!" When I tuned in, it was the Pentagon I first saw. My mom and I were so confused until we realized that both had been hit. Our country, the strong nation that always kept us safe, was under attack. We all have our own version of that horrible day and the weeks and months following it will never allow us to forget those men and women that lost their lives.

A few years later, at our now 8 year old's kindergarten graduation, I realized that I had a different way to view this tragedy. The principal gave a short speech and told us that this graduating kindergarten class was the largest the school had ever seen. He went on to say that this class would be the first class to graduate high school and start college following the 9/11 attacks. Our nation, following these attacks, rallied and brought children into the world.

These children are in 3rd grade now. They are smart, strong, and know their value. It amazes me just how incredible these children are. They are the hope and strength of our nation! Tragedy occurs in every life. We must remember that there is always hope that comes after the pain and sorrow... but we also need to never forget those that have gone before and gave their lives so that this nation can be strong!

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