What a day.

April 21, 2009 6:30 a.m. Crash! What was that? Iailey comes running in mom I was getting the milk out of the fridge and the jam was on top of the mayo and the jam fell out of the fridge and broke. So to start the day I got to clean up a brand new jar of sticky glass and jam all over the place. As the day keeps going my throat keeps getting more sore, great. The day before my throat seemed really dry and a little scratchy. Today it's feeling raw and yucky. Ellidy went down for a nap about 8:00 a.m. and slept until 9:20. When she woke up I got us ready for the day. I went and paid some bills and then had to go pick up the Sun Devil banner. It was about 12:30p.m. and about time for another nap for Ellidy. Well the lady at the banner place can't seem to figure out what has happened to the bill for the banner. So she's going all around taking forever, luckily Ellidy was in a good mood even though she was tired. Long story short it was something that probably wouldn't have normally bugged me, but I wasn't feeling great and as the day progressed it was just a little something else that made my day crazy. Well by the time I get done there I really want Ellidy to take a nap before she has to go to Kathy's (she babysits her for a while on Tuesday's). I do everything that normally puts her to sleep, but she's not going to sleep today. Great last week Ellidy had a poopy butt, this week she's going to be tired and grouchy for Kathy. Thank heavens Kathy is such an angel, we love you for taking care of her! So I drop off my sleepy baby and head to work. As soon as I get to work I have a message to call Easton at a # I don't recognize. Well I try that # and no answer, I try the home # no answer, I try Easton's cell NO ANSWER! That's not leaving a warm fuzzy feeling for me. So I try the # I don't know again, he finally answers. He's calling from a friends # to try and talk me into letting him & Iailey go to a friends house. Wrong day for that! He ends up in trouble with me for not accepting no for an answer the 1st time. Well not to much longer I get a call from Matt because Easton's awnry now and him and Iailey are fighting non-stop. Matt only gets 4 hours of sleep on Tuesdays and his work has been hectic this week and he is mad about Greg's(one of his Sun Devil's kid/player) city league coach. He's ready to tell this guy off. Well I'd like to talk and settle Matt down, but I was getting really busy at work and had to go, so his days getting worse too. I get off work and head to Easton's 1st city league game. Yeah, it's beautiful weather and they win their game. I have left-overs from the night before because my wonderful mom had made us dinner and there was extras. Okay I think things are looking better. We eat and the kids didn't even complain about left overs. I feed Ellidy her baby food and she wants more, so I decide to give her some of my mashed potatoes. Idiot me gives her two bites off my spoon before remembering my yucky throat, I'm praying she doesn't catch this yucky stuff now. The kids go outside to play while I clean up. I grab the trash and take it to the door and tell Easton to throw it in the big trash. I hear him say Iailey you do it. I yell back no Easton it's really heavy you do it. I come back in and start to clean up some more. I have the water running doing dishes and think I hear a scream. I turn the water off and sure enough I hear screaming. It's not a high pitched girl sounding scream, so I know it's not Easton. It's Iailey and for her to scream I know somethings wrong. I open the door and ask what's wrong? Well Easton talked her into taking out the garbage, so she was dragging it and she says to me the glass came through and cut my leg. My day started with the stupid jam jar and it's going to end because of the damn jam jar. I never knew a silly little object could cause such an uproar of a day. Well I call Matt at work to meet me at Urgent Care because she needs stitches. His night is not going well at work, little does he know it's the curse of the jam jar. I'm panicking and tell him to meet me at the one by Smiths, well we get there and it's closed. We drive all the way through Chubbuck and Poci stopping at all the Urgent Cares, but they're all closed. So we end up in the ER for her stitches. This is the 2nd time she has got stitches. She is such a tough little girl, she hasn't cried either time. She will sit and talk and joke around with the doctors. I want to sit and cry for her, but luckily I've been able to keep it together. She ended up with 6 stitches. Easton felt bad and kept apologizing, she told him it was okay. Later she came and told me he shouldn't feel bad because it was her fault for breaking the jar. I told her no it wasn't anybody's fault, she's so sweet. She finally gets to bed around 11:00p.m. then Matt calls from work to let me know the bagel he packed for lunch was all moldy, dang the food today! It was quite the day.

They took great care of her at the ER, but look at all the bandaging for 6 stitches. Oh well I don't have to worry about it getting dirty at all.