Halle woke up this morning with yellow, matted eyes. Markus scraped his chin on the dishwasher. At our playdate, Markus fell into a toy box. And lacerated his chin (on the outside and on the inside). Which sent us to the doctor. Where they attempted to glue the cut shut. Which was really difficult with a screaming toddler. Mark held his legs. I held his arms and torso. The nurse tried to hold his head. And the doctor tried everything he could to avoid gluing Markus' lips shut while he glued the lac. Halle screamed in her stroller. Sound like fun? If you're counting (I am!) that made the fifth trip to the peds office for me with either Markus or Halle in 10 business days.
A funny story in the midst of the chaos that has been my life. Markus, Halle and I were in the car yesterday on our way to have dinner with Daddy at church. We drove in front of the Donut House, where they make the only doughnuts we will eat anymore (they. are. amazing.). Markus pointed out the window and said "treat mommy!". Below is a picture of him enjoying one of said treats a couple weeks ago.
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My life is a piece of cake!
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