Snuggling Up

I am writing this during our pizza and movie night... shhh, don't tell them I'm here! ;)

The latest in our world is that the impending "Frankenstorm" is starting to become more and more of a legitimate threat to us.  It's not that the meteorologists have changed their tune, but we've just started taking them more seriously!  I am off to the store tonight to buy groceries (how is it that I shop every week and we run out of food so expeditiously?!), flashlights (anyone with small children have trouble keep these things up and running like we do??), and D batteries (for our two camping lanterns).  They are saying this is going to be the most destructive storm in 20+ years.  Ahh!  Time to get prepared...

Tonight we've had a little drama-- T lost his balance and fell and crashed into our child's piano.  After he was lying on the floor and crying, but then got up and began walking toward me while holding his head.   At one point, he removed his hand and saw a good bit of blood!  "I'm going to die," were the first words out of his mouth, poor thing. :)  We cleaned things up and he has a 2cm cut (thank goodness it was so small) that stopped bleeding immediately.  We are going to keep an eye on it and are hoping to avoid stitches.

To add to the drama, in the midst of all of this a certain child of mine... ahem... who knows better... ahem... began whining about our pending movie and dinner and his personal hunger... ahem... and that's when I lost it.  This was such a bummer because we all handled the bloody drama so well, just not the personal drama.  I called GG to warn him that he was about to walk into a war zone--a child crying and bloody, another crying and in time-out for selfishness, a baby crying and needing to be put to bed.

Thankfully, I'm glad to report that the wound has been tended to, the time-out accomplished, and the baby is currently in bed.  She has a horrendous cold, so in the recesses of my brain I'm already thinking of our nebulizer and how it runs on power and how we might lose power due to the storm...  This is how the mind of a worry wart works!  From one thing to the next.  Breathe... peace... breathe.  I'm hoping she can rest well tonight and begin healing.

Just keepin' it real tonight over here in G-Ville...  :)
Snuggle up and have a blessed one.
God bless,