Happy/Sad Thanksgiving

Besides Warren's first trip to the ER, we had a great Thanksgiving with the Fisher Family. But when your husband comes tearing into a room and says "we need you, hurry!" Then when you go into the room where he is and see blood everywhere, your father-in-law straddling your baby with a blood soaked rag saying "it needs more pressure" and you get to your baby's side with him screaming harder than you have ever heard, shirt soaked in blood and pools of blood in his eyes, the day isn't so great. I have to say, for as tightly strung as I am, I was fairly calm on the outside, but on the indise I thought "my baby is going to die." We wrap him up and are running to the car and my sister-in-law said "Annie, head wounds always look worse than they are." That helped, but I was still freaked out because at this point I hadn't seen the wound. Just what looked like enough blood to be nervous. We got to the ER and the nurses rushed us back where he was cleaned, numbed and stitched. Poor kid was pretty tough for what was going on. The funny thing is, more than one person at the hospital said "you'll be back quite a bit over the next few years." With the busy boy we have, I am sure we will. I was shocked when I actually saw the gash and coujldn't believe that little cut produced so much blood. Good to know that head wounds really can look worse than they really are. What can I say, Warren is my first and I am learning.

How sad on a perfect angel face. FYI, if your child gets a facial injury and you want a plastic surgeon to fix it, you have to pay cash on site and it is more on a holiday.
That piece of info may come in handy for you one day.

On a more fun note from the Thanksgiving weekend, Saturday my family did the traditional "Desert Day." What a grand tradition. We go way out west and shoot stuff all day and I LOVE to shoot stuff. My cousins are a little obsessed with firearms and have quite the collection. This year, Matt even had a fancy new bow and arrow. He also had some fancy ammo that shot straight fire. We got a pretty sweet video of it. Warren even had fun with his little cousin Kel. He tackled him quite a bit, but Kel was a trooper. For all of my family that had silly excuses for not being there, you missed out. It was one of the best desert days ever.

Do you think these two are related? They are only 6 weeks apart and look like brothers.

I have a feeling I am going to be one of those parents that always gets pulled out
of Sunday School because my son was beating kids up in nursery. Sorry Kel.

Anything goes on desert day. Even pink binkis.

Fun, fun fun!!