Right after we moved here I was in this state of bliss that almost scared me because it had been a LONG DANG TIME since we had no catastrophes or crisis situations.
We were living a dream for a good two months of calm.
CALM IS OVER.
Now, nothing “huge” (like a child who needs OHS) is happening but A WHOLE STINKIN’ LOT has gone down in the last few weeks.
Andy’s truck has been out of commission for 2 weeks.
Both dogs are having issues.
And then… bless it.
Rory was at AWANA and Andy and I were heading back to pick them up when we got the call.
“Hey, Tiffany!? Are y’all near the church? Oh good! Well. Rory has had an accident and has a cut and is here at the front desk with me. Don’t panic, it is going to be fine, but we just want you to be prepared.”
When I get there she is sitting in the children director’s lap all snuggled up with ice on her face. I knew by the director’s face that a trip to some sort of medical place would be happening. (I think she was seriously relieved that I am not a panicky person.)
I didn’t get a pic of it because it wasn’t open for long before we did a temp bandage to close it up, but it was a WIDE OPEN gap in her cheek.
She was playing at church when her and another little boy ran right into each other. It’s crazy to me how his head hit her just the right way to cause some serious damage.
Since it was Sunday, all the urgent care places were closed. I knew that because it was her face I was going to try my hardest to just get it glued to avoid more scarring/track marks.
I called my friend Amber and she directed me to PM Pediatrics in Chattanooga. It was a long night but the nurses and practitioners did a wonderful job with Rory.
She was SO BRAVE and did such a good job with everything. I know it had to of been scary for her. Here she is all bandaged up- of course we have family pictures this weekend, isn’t that perfect? She is gonna be rocking a tutu with her bandage and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I feel I need to update you on the potty training front too.
Ryder has been in only panties for a week now. She is going without even being reminded to go.
But. We still are having poopy-pants because she just cannot get that part down.
Today was a success.
Or at least this is what I call a success:
I went into the bathroom and found this. When I asked Ryder about it she was all, “YAYYYYY I WENT POOP IN THE BATHROOM!!!!!!!!!!!!”
I mean. At least it wasn’t in her pants.
You know you’re potty training when you think crap in the floor is a win.
I haven’t stopped laughing all day.
I also have sent this to everyone I know.
Because I feel everyone needs a picture of poop in their life.
I’ve become one of THOSE moms. You know the ones. The ones who take pictures of poop in the baby potty and proclaims how proud they are of their kid all over alllllll the social media.
Except my kid doesn’t quite get it in the desired location.
Whatever. A success is a success, amiright?
Happy Tootie Tuesday!
(har har har)