16 February 2009

I am still alive, I promise.

Things have been very crazy around the Losh house these days. Sam and I have both been working every available hour that we can, which leaves us very little time with each other.

The Destroyer got his first real injury this past week. His new job path is "potion master". This boy fills everything up with water that can hold water. He puts toothpaste, shampoo, 25 dollar jars of saffron, mouthwash, ketchup...anything he can manage to sneak by me into his mix. He then finds another container and swishes the potion back and forth...this is normally great fun....

I was making Chili and had opened a couple of cans of whole tomatoes. The Destroyer swiped a can a went hauling ass into my bathroom where he thought he would "work". I heard a scream of death and ran into my bathroom. He was there flailing his hand and red sauce was going everywhere...I then realized that it wasn't sauce.

I tried to get the bleeding to stop for almost a half an hour. I consulted my M-I-L and we ran down the street to the doctors office. They squeezed us in immediately.

No stitches, but a nasty deep cut on his right pointer finger. This cut went strait to the bone... yucky.

We still have to bandage it up with a pressure bandage every morning, but all is pretty much back to normal, as normal as we can get at least.

I hope everyone is well and enjoying themselves as much as possible!

xoxo
T